The writer, goofing off

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So, the day-job staff development day was fun; my two workshops were thought-provoking in different ways, lunch was eggplant lasagna, which was very tasty, though I am sorry to report that the 7 strangers with whom I was supposed to dine were in actuality 7 folks from different departments than mine, all of whom I knew at least slightly. I ditched the ice cream social on the lawn at the end of it all because it was Just. Too. Damn. Hot*. to be standing out on a lawn, ice cream or no ice cream.

Stopped at the grocery on the way home to take on milk-like objects. Arrived at home, I paid bills, including the quarterly taxes — early, so I am not only industrious, I am Virtuous.

And! Not only am I Virtuous, but I am tired. So, no writing tonight, and no uploading of eBooks or anything else of Actual Use. Instead, I’m rustling up some lunch, reading a chapter of Bren with my husband, and hoping the evening cools off enough to be sleepable. Tomorrow — my last full-time day of not-summer — is supposed to be a beast — horrible hot**, and threatening thunderstorms, hail, and all kinds of bad behavior.

We’ll see, I guess.

How’s the weather where you are?

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*82F/28C
**88F/31C
That’s right, laugh. These are Maine values of Too. Damn. Hot. people. Check back with me in January.

Originally published at Sharon Lee, Writer. You can comment here or there.

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[patnkatng.livejournal.com]

It's been cold and rainy here in the Pacific Northwest for months. We feel lucky if we break 70F anymore.