Eagles Over the Kennebec

6:30 am: The workday begins

Later that same day: Taking a break to make myself a pot of lentil soup for today and For! The! Future!

The cats are still all back in Steve's office, having, as the barbarians they are, not the least little bit of interest in lentil soup. Barbarism aside, I have done my duty to themselves, taken a short walk, and also accomplished a few diddly little things while I'm in this side of the house.

USPS allows me to know that I can expect delivery of my tea order today, so that'll be interesting, going forward.

Last night's movie was "Vengeance Most Fowl" which is as far as I know the "new" Wallace and Gromit. Those who had been wanting to know about this new??? Wallace and Gromit will do well to remember that I don't get out much, and in acknowledgement of that I did quotate "new".

Tonight, I may (re)watch "Enola Holmes," which I enjoyed the first time I saw it, and which will be pleasant to see again over a glass of wine.

Tomorrow -- is Veteran's Day. There is therefore, no trash pickup, no needlework (the library being closed), and, I think?, no mail. There is, however, a dental appointment. In case anyone was looking for evidence of Life Not Being Fair.

And! My lunch appears to be done. I've just added some red wine, and will let that perk a bit while I cut bread and pour ice tea and such like.

How's Monday treating y'all?
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The end of the six-day run, and what a run it was.

The manuscript has shrunk, but that was expected, and some of the shrinkage was only due to a particular exchange being in the wrong place, so those words aren't gone, they're only on-hold for awhile.

I still have about 200 pages of corrections to input, which will now have to take a back seat to Real Life, but! it's much easier to sit down for a half-hour between Stuff and input a couple pages of corrections than it is to try to work out a whole scene in spits and spots.

On the topic of Adjusting Mine Environment -- I was being sufficiently oppressed by the darkness -- especially in Steve's Wing -- that I thought to add to tomorrow's errands a trip to Home Despot or wherever to buy some twinkle lights to install in the laundry room.

Then, as I was wandering the house earlier, I snapped on one of the many "neon" tube lights we have around here, leaning in corners for quick-lights, and I said to myself, I said, "Self? We don' need no farkin' twinkle lights."

I installed a blue tube and a ... pink, I guess it is. And boy! don't they light up the space! I did hang them up with the brackets that came with; fingers crossed they'll stay where I put them.

Harney's came through with the tea, and I have 50 sachets each of Scottish Morn and Hiberian Irish to test drive, starting -- tomorrow morning, because now?

It's wine o'clock.

Everybody have a good evening. Stay safe. I'll check in tomorrow.

 

It snowed overnight, wet, sticky stuff that looked pretty on the trees; maybe an inch, all around.  It's mostly out of the trees and off the road, now, though there's still some on the grass.

Around mid-morning, we received the propane truck.  We had expected the propane truck last week, but paperwork in the office is backed up to the point that the delivery guy still thought he'd be topping off a 50 gallon tank, rather than totally filling two 120-gallon (for the purposes of polite conversation, these are understood to be 100-gallon) tanks.  He was able to do some monkeyshines with his truck computer so that he could complete the delivery, and we now have two hundred gallons of propane in the tanks and ready for the generator to draw on.

So that would be everything done except paying the bills.

This morning I also fulfilled a long-time dream.  I placed a stick-up spot-light inside my side of the shared bureau and?  I can see my socks and my tshirts. Yes!  It is no longer a pitch-black cavern in there, but a delightful little oasis of light, which I control with the tap of a finger.

*so happy*

And?  I have more happiness in my future, because I bought a whole bag of these little stick-up lights, and they are destined for the insides of cupboards and closets to the farthest, darkest corner of the Confusion Factory.

Let there be light, indeed.

In news that may be of more interest to the wider community, the book description for Alliance of Equals has appeared on its Amazon catalog page.  Be aware that the description may be considered to contain spoilers, and, also, that the hardcover edition of the novel will not be published until July 5, 2016 (count backwards 60-90 days to calculate the possible appearance of the eArc edition).

Also, work continues on The Gathering Edge.  It currently stands at a smudge over 53,000 words.  We're shooting, as we always do, for 100,000 words.  Here, have a snippet to prove we're working:

"You've asked me to develop new outlets, negotiate partnerships, build viable routes, and earn us a profit!  Tell me, denubia -- what is it that you think a master trader does?"

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