I will admit it was a slow week, what with Thanksgiving smack dab in the middle of it. Last Tuesday I dropped a couple thousand words, and then on Wednesday I hit 45k. This was a big moment, because it meant I was in the home stretch. Ideally, I wanted to be done by today’s blog post, so I could celebrate here…alas, Thanksgiving.
See, I didn’t expect to write that day. We went to my mother’s in the morning for breakfast and I watched the parade and then I showered and ran errands and got dressed and it was back to mom’s for dinner. That night was the Bills game, and I thought maybe I could get a few words in then, but I fell asleep…damn tryptophan.
The next day, I picked K up early to come over and help me decorate for Christmas. Then, I had lunch with Sahar because she was in town for the holiday, and then Mark, K, and I decorated the tree. The house was bumping all night with visitors, from Bern and Erin to Carey, so we were busy, and so…no words.
On Sunday I woke up early and dropped around 800 words, kicking off the last chapter of act 2. In the afternoon, I took K shopping and dropped her home, then managed a few more that night, but not much as I was so tired. Carey was over a few times as well, since someone she was close to had passed over the weekend. So mostly, I just stayed on my sofa on Sunday night.
Now, Monday morning, my projected finish date, and I’m not done. Yes, I have until tomorrow at 11:59pm, but I’d like to not be writing down to the wire. Right now, I have a little less than 3k to go, which I can do on a good day, no problem.
But is today a good day? We’ve yet to see. I have a big cup of coffee, and I took a pain med for my back which gets sore in my desk chair, so I am ready to try and conquer this bad boy. Wish me luck, and happy Monday!