It's a good thing I managed 1500 words on Friday night, because I've barely gotten my minimum in yesterday and today. A hundred words isn't much -- only one paragraph in this case -- but I feel it's important to keep my hand in every single day.
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Leftovers for dinner, followed by a nap. Despite the bracelet, I've been staying up way too late, but still rising around 6am. Then I met goloban and rhiawolf for dessert at Pix Patisserie (omigod the Concorde was marvelous -- crunchy light chocolate meringue twigs surrounding a core of chocolate mousse, it looked like a firestarter and tasted divine), followed by...
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The weird thing is that in this production the plot actually made sense. It helped that they moved it briskly along, taking a little more than an hour.
That was Saturday. Today I had a haircut, went to the gym, caught up on my email, did the dishes, did a little more shopping... I had a serious case of getting distracted all day. I found myself walking away from putting away dishes, leaving the cupboard door open, to send an email before I forgot, then abandoning the email half-finished to attend to some webpage maintenance, but leaving that half-done when I realized I needed to take out the garbage... I think I achieved closure on everything I started today, but there are a half-dozen projects I meant to do today and never even started.
So much for the weekend. I did get a lot done, but not as much as I'd hoped. Tomorrow night I can try to finish up some of those loose ends, and then kateyule returns on Tuesday night. Yay!