Category: Work Wednesday

There was progress this week. Rewrites are going well. Slowly. But progress is progress. I’ll take it.

My soul longs for this solitude.

The other day, I made a commitment to write five hundred words before I would walk the dogs.

Second week of tackling the prep for the painters next week. The front door is painted and looks lovely. Although with the current trim colors (green and purple), the teal door looks like I might be living in a circus performer’s home. Or I had a stroke.

Regardless, by the time the new colors arrive, it will all make sense to the neighbors.

I love my neighbors. They decorate their lamppost every month. Sure, they do seasonal – Halloween is always spectacular – but their random ones are my favorites. They did two full months of Trans Awareness this spring, including literature (!). During the pandemic, they would do various healthcare workers, all wearing masks, and one time, I think it was a giant vaccine needle. This one is by far my favorite. Just brings me joy to walk by it each day.

I am on overwhelm and not wanting to do anything. But there is much to do: the front door needs to get a third coat of paint; the outside of the house needs to be prepped before the painters arrive in a week; and as always, the dogs need to be walked. And let’s not forget that the gardens need to be weeded.

Oh, yeah and I have a book to rewrite. I’m working on that.

How are you approaching your weeks these days?