The writer writes

The Long Back Yard:

Thursday. Got up at 5:30, because that's when I woke up.

Rained all day. Except for short breaks for PT homework, and eating lunch, doing one's duty the cats, and moving laundry from the washer to the dryer to the bed, I spent all day on Catalinc Station. Wrote about 2,100 words, WIP stands at something more or less like 132,000. And I still haven't gotten to The End.

Speaking of laundry. I was just now sitting on the bed, pairing up my socks, under Rookie's close supervision, when he stood up, grabbed a sock off my lap and headed west with it. I did catch him before he took it down to the cellar.

The spine doctor's office called today to gather information ahead of tomorrow's visit, and I'm feeling encouraged. The person I was talking to actually listened and asked follow-up questions that actually followed up on what I'd said.

So, I'm about done for the day, excepting a look at the email to see if there's anything I have to answer. If not, I'll read for a while, grab a sandwich and a glass of wine and call it day.

Tomorrow's going to be V. Cold at the ocean, but I believe I will time my trip so I have time to swing by the Actual Ocean and breathe in some salt air.

And that? Is all I've got. Writing being boring like it is.

What did y'all do today?

Oh! I am remiss in saying that the heated foot pads are awesome and I don't know how I lived without them.