Saturday night was very cold and I don’t think it got much over the high 50s yesterday. So it was a good day for staying home and writing. So that’s what I did, knocking out about 4,000 words in my current work in progress.
It was one of those perfect writing days when the words just flowed out without any hesitation and the time flew by unnoticed. I finally stopped about 10 p.m. when the throbbing in my hands got to be too much or I think I could have written all night long.
Terry spent the day arranging and rearranging things in the bedroom, trying to get all of her weaving, crocheting, and spinning supplies organized. In doing so, she discovered that over time she had acquired duplicate copies of a couple books on those topics and decided that she needed to make a list so that she wouldn’t do that again. After she typed it up, I had her send it to my computer and then uploaded it to Dropbox, an app that sends it to both of my computers and to my Droid smartphone. So now if we’re at a bookshop and she sees a book she wants, we can check the list on my phone to be sure she doesn’t already have it.
I did take one break to run up to the office and see if we had any mail come in in the last few days, and while I was at that I met a couple who were obviously overwhelmed and at the end of their rope. They had a brand new motorhome that they had just picked up three days ago and started south. They already managed to ding up the rear quarter and had no idea how to use their leveling jacks, hook anything up, or anything else. I helped them out for a few minutes, amazed that a dealership would sell somebody a big diesel pusher, or any RV for that matter, and send them out on the highway without even some basic instruction on how to drive it or to use its various systems. But this isn’t the first time I’ve seen this happen.
For dinner Terry made a delicious anchovy garlic aioli. The only problem with it was that, as my Dad used to say, my eyes were bigger than my belly. And if you’ve ever seen my belly, you know that has to be quite a sight!
The news folks said last night was the coldest night of the year. At 11 p.m. it was already down to 33 degrees at Cape Canaveral, and here at Wildwood it was going down to about 28 overnight. Brrrr!
I’m not sure what we’ll do today. If cabin fever gets to us, we may see if anything good is playing at the movies, or just go for a ride. Or it may be a repeat of yesterday, crunching words. We’ll see how the day plays out.
Thought For The Day – Sometimes people leave your life to make room for the people that are supposed to be there to come into it.