I need to write more short fiction. And poetry. The Accursed Novel has taken over.
Speaking of The Accursed Novel, I did get back on it on Friday. Brutal chapter argh. Will do more today.
Weekend was good - I actually got some socialization in, both one-on-one with thewronghands and at a party! Also we painted my office yesterday. Silvery grey. Also I did the first coat in the kitchen this morning (first rollered coat; Judah's in charge of the cutting in), and will do the second in a bit.
Other people whose "grippers don't work", as lawbabeak puts it - any tips for stuff like house-painting? I've been doing hand exercises whenever I have to reload the roller with paint, and sometimes I just have to guide the roller as flat-handedly as possible. I welcome suggestions. "Just let the mens do it" is not a viable solution; Judah's essentially working two jobs and can't get this done any faster than he already is, and it is so far beyond Adam's skillset.
We are leaving for Wiscon (Chicago first) on Wednesday. I have a lot of meep about this! I don't feel as prepared as I'd like to in general, and those extra days in Chicago on either side are nervous-making - I know how to feed myself safely in Madison. I don't in Chicago. Figuring this stuff out on the fly can be stressy and distressing. I'm stocking up on Larabars, which I find revolting, but they'll provide me with calories while I search for actual and non-odious food.
And there are just so many other things that need to get done before I'm gone for a week. Meep.
So today, writing, second coat of paint (and fervent wishing that I had the fine motor skills required to cut in so that room could be *done*), and making the grand list of everything that must get done.
Hi. How's your Monday?