What? Where has the rain come from? I thought it was meant to be nice today!! I left my boots out yesterday and when I went to walk Faithful Hound this morning I discovered them sitting there in soggy sadness. Drat. The spring in my step from yesterday became a squelchy one. Squelchy - I quite like that word; think I will make it word for the day.
Song choice on my walk this morning was the soundtrack of the first Shrek movie (don't ask why). I particularly enjoyed Smash Mouth's version of the Monkees "I'm a Believer". All a bit random I know.
Diversion from writing tactics (in no particular order) included:
Doing the laundry
Going to pilates
Buying coffee in Starbucks and sizing up the cute guy in the window seat
Clearing out the drawer in the dresser
Driving Eldest Son to school at lunchtime to sit his A1 History mock
Looking at shopping outlets in Orlando where Absent Husband is
Book of the day:
"I'm With the Bears: Short Stories from a Damaged Planet" published by Verso, with writers such as Margaret Attwood, T C Boyle and David Mitchell writing about environmental crisis.
Off to read what I wrote yesterday and then make a stew.
Vanessa x
Missing socks and a whole pile of washing. Oh, and a bit of writing in the middle. Why is that there is always one odd sock in the wash? What can one small mother of three children; a mad dog and a forever absent husband do when the washing pile gets bigger than her? Will she ever get that novel written when she is constantly distracted by the ping of the washing machine. Read on to find out....
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