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What Day Is It Anyway, A2Z-W


What day is it anyway? Yeah, I’ve been starting with ‘W‘ every day this month of alphabetical soup. I wish I could say that I  have been writing furiously daily, too. That didn’t happen. I ran out of juice last week. My characters decided to take off in directions that seemed unconnected to my story. I knew the story still wanted to be told so I took time off to think. Then I decided to take the stress of the word count. I set a new goal to hit 30k by the end of the thirtieth. With nearly 28k I figured it was doable. Next month I will continue as I think the book is only halfway done. I still see a lot of adventures and dangers happening ahead.

Oh, Monday is my local Zoom Writers Meet so today I do know the day it is. It is so wonderful to meet with other writers and hear their take on the prompts. The same prompt can be taken so differently.

Wandering heart is playing in my head that it wants to use tomorrow’s 77 degrees for a walk. It is about time we get good weather. Everyone I know is telling me how hot it is where they are. When I’ve looked outside to decide the wind or the rain were my deciding factor.


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I don’t know if the croakers around here look like this guy. But as I take Kali out for the last couple times of the night I hear a chorus. It is so peaceful. I wish I could see them but they are in the neighbor’s yard this year so …

All-day bingeing Grey.  And playing games on my phone. Didn’t knit or draw or coloring. And Yipes it’s nearly the end of the month! There is a dragon with my name on it–or will be when I get it done.

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Starting the morning I was able to Zoom a service. I nice way to start the day with a lot of positive goodness during a negative time.

And after that, we all watched Sunday Morning on CBS. I love that show. My favorite part is the moment of zen. Today no egrets, I mean, there were egrets.

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So that’s #What Day It Is Anyway.


 

 

Your Friday prompt for Stream of Consciousness Saturday is “val.” Find a word that starts with “val” or if you’re not doing the A to Z Challenge, find a word that just has “val” in it, and use that word any way you’d like. Enjoy!

 

Though I value your approval of my  Steam of Consciousness I feel like an invalid. My brain is a dormant volcano Ash just lying there not moving. It’s been a couple days of just mindlessness. A stream like that isn’t moving very fast. I have no excuses. I’m well and able. It has been weird, don’t you think? I can’t imagine how all of you with outside lives are getting along. Like I’ve mentioned before, we were already homebodies. Oh, how I feel for you parents of young children. I can’t imagine raising my four during times like this. I bow to you all.

Maybe I had brainless times before C19, but now it seems so overwhelming. It’s like it doesn’t leave when going to sleep. So the dreams continue the stressors, waking one up and resetting calm thoughts. To be replaced again by: Did I wash that bell pepper well enough? Is this cough allergies? I wish I knew a way to turn off the uncontrollable thoughts and turn on the ones that are needed for creativity. I used to think of myself as a bit of a rational person.

I’d rather be knitting. But even that seems to present problems as now my wrist hurts if I work too much. Maybe I should work on the hats and toys for a while as they didn’t take so much concentration as sock cuffs.

Okay, the stream’s gone dry. Please tell me you are all doing well, that your brains are happy and creative in spite of the tiny little virus taking over the whole wide world.

What Day Is It Anyway, A2Z Version


 

 

Tuesday, right? No that can’t be true. Trash was taken out last night. Today must be Friday. Nope, not a finished Friday. Still working on the two pairs of socks for daughter and her boyfriend.

Oh and Friday Zoomin’ with friends.

I don’t have much more to say. After talking to friends I am chatted out, I think. I hope you are all finding your way in this weird world. I wish you all health. I’m so feeling healthy, just not so talkie. U?

A2Z, #WDIIA


Shave and a haircut–Eugene!

That’s the One-liner for Wednesday and “S” for A2Z challenge that easily answers ‘What Day Is It Anyway?’. Bam! Take that!

SO, here is what I promised yesterday. This long hair has very few good days as it gets in my eyes and tickles my ears like bugs crawling on me. Here is the fairly good before. See? Combed back with my head tilted back not a problem. But who can run around like this?

Yeah, I don’t know how to do a selfie. I do have eyes that open!

Series of excuses for everything in no particular order:

Over Seventy

Have to wear glasses (not good for self-haircuts)

fibro/arthritis that lowers my energy to do anything

It’s raining

Bad mirror system

Razor in razorcomb dull on the longer side and not quite sharp enough on shorter side

Found out that ambidextrous doesn’t play well with baseball, crochet, or haircutting. Especially with the CombPal Scissor Clipper.

Sorry. I figured folks who don’t care would have quit reading by now. Oh, one final excuse. Flowbee doesn’t work and company following COVID19 suggestions so I can’t get the replacement part I need which I applaud, yet it saddens me.

Since the above didn’t work for me and I tried the method that I used on my babies. Finger-comb cut which makes everything about an inch long (fatter fingers longer skinny fingers shorter)

But lack o’ glasses caused this sore bit that caused me to quit, for now, fingers didn’t need to be cut. Just saying.

The sides and top turned out okay. I can’t see the back and I’m not finished so nicer front view first:

Now the reason for Eugene in the one-liner. It seems I now have the Eugene Top-Hat from The Walking Dead.

But I’m not stuck with it. My wonderful spouse says he will do the back for me, YAY!

So how is your pandemic going?

P.S. Wordage count for CampNaNo is 27,509. But I am still working on it.

 

What Days Is It Anyway? A2Z-R


So after a day without the internet, and that at the end of being in a funk.

I decided to meander a bit using Bitmojis to help me keep the

I know I am blessed. I have lived a long and fantastic life. But I have to say, I am very ambivalent about everything right now.

 

Oh, gosh, this is so

But that is the haircut of my dreams right now. My hair has to be held back by barrettes. It tickles my ears and eyes all night. Before COVID19, I cut my own hair. I was a cosmetologist as a young adult. I understand hair. The plus side is I know how to do it. The negative side I can’t take my head off and put it on a wig stand and do the best I know how.  Maybe once it’s done I give ya a before and after.

Meanwhile

I’m sitting here in my recliner bingeing Grey’s Anatomy and the episode Song Beneath the Song is on and that gets me every time. Check out the Chasing Cars part:

This is my favorite episode of almost any show ever! If you get the chance to watch all the music and singing, chills!!!!

Believe it or not, I was going a whole other way when I started writing here. I think music has soothed this savage beast!

Now I’m all:

and

and I know that by tonight I will be

Well, the cat (Rosey) is all black and then there’s Teddy the ginger, and Kali the canine to keep me company and help me sleep. See? That stupid headache last night and the deliveries and family members going to stores. That stuff that makes me not breathe. I’m so scared. Sad for those having problems. I’m doing fine, sinus headache from allergies is not COVID19 and then Callie sings All of these lines across my face and I am cured!

Rock On!

and best

Remember

 

Prompts from #WDIIA and AtoZChallenge.


Day off of writing. Knitted a bit. I just can’t decide how long I want to make the cuff so about the time I think I’m ready to remove it I add a little more cuff and like it better. I think I’ll give it another inch. But gosh it feels good to knit!

Do you feel like you have more days of nada? Okay, I did have a game in my hand on my cell phone. Is that what I’ve become? That makes today a black hole.  I do realize it is Sunday as we watched CBS Sunday Morning. But not getting to sleep until 4:30 this morning. Nighttime seems awake time. Day time is distraction time. Total immersion in everything. I didn’t even think this stuff was bothering me. Nothing is different for us, the retired couple for ages before the weird. But weirdness. Especially on shopping days. Though my husband and I don’t go being the oldest here. But my brother and son go. Guilt that they are going, and risking for us makes it harder. Worrying that we might not clean good enough or that they might have caught something while out. So from Friday on through the weekend the stress wipes me out and hits on my ADD so that I am hyperfocused on anything but the craziness.

Oh, and shoot! I just lost my daily posting goal. I didn’t know it was so close to midnight. So yeah. Monday. #WDIIA

 

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Wow! How did we get here already! It’s already Friday! It’s been so long since I have been inside a business. Somewhere on this blog, I talked about taking my Kali to the vet for her shots. Somewhere on this blog, I told about going and getting temporary fillings. By the way, they are still there. I hope they will continue to hang on. <–My first “O” word! I think it was the beginning of March. OMG! It seems like forever ago. It seems like yesterday. It reminds me of how we have always remembered common dates. We ask, ‘What were you doing when JFK was shot? Or ‘Where where you when we heard about Bobby? And the not distant past asks, Where were you working on 9/11?

This one is different. Maybe it goes like this: What was the last real day before lockdown?

The thing is, I never went anywhere before. As retired folk, we can’t afford to go anywhere. Often the bones were hurting, and I didn’t feel like going anywhere, Now, I feel like hopping in the car and just driving forever. I’ve always been a bit of a hobo, I like to travel. And fibro put an end to that. Too tired. But now I think I have rebellion working overtime. The body is still complaining. I barely have the energy to walk around the yard. But not being able to, enforced by the wicked virus, is crazy-making. Right?

So that is what day it is. Anyway, Word count that was caught up yesterday on CampNaNo. Behind again. Ouch! So I must leave you and get over to yWriter and see what I can do to fix it. My characters are having dance parties in the middle of the Pandamacalypse. And today is the day on Grey’s Anatomy that O’Malley dies. O’Malley! {See what I did there?}

 

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Not Today

 

I woke with the sound of Arya Stark’s voice. I am no longer in love with Game of Thrones. The ending was atrocious. But sometimes a good GoT quote is called for. “Not today” is what we all should be saying. But then again while in the midst of this stuff and losing track of what day it is, all we need is one more day we can’t claim.

Trash is out so I guess it’s Thursday. No Grey’s Anatomy, except all the Netflix ones I’ve been watching. But I’m still pretty sure it is Thursday. Another week has gone to blurry.

Nothing is better than a call from offspring. That makes today very special. I got to touch base with the adultrens. Everyone seems to be fine, calmer than the last time we spoke even though there are new nerve-wracking situations in each of their lives. They seem to be holding it together and keeping on a healthy path. I feel better. I’m still mom and worried but their voices help me take a breath and be grateful.

As of last night, I was 31 words ahead of goal on my CampNaNo. National Novel Writing Month started way back in 1999. I think. I read Chris Baty’s book, No Plot, No Problem I think in 2001. I have written a NaNo every year and sometimes twice a year ever since. I love writing like that. Others may never read my novels but the adventure that flies from my head through my fingers is more fun than any other novel out there. Who but me knows what I like to read? Anyway, I should let Chris Baty speak for himself.

But speaking about novel writing I have 3 and 1/2 hours to get another 1,667 words in to be on track. I have dragons and hippos fighting and an angry virus that is sentient. It doesn’t matter how big you are when it is the smallest things like atoms and viruses that can destroy everything. I hope my characters figure it out better than the government is doing it. Deep Breath. Control what you can.

By the way, What Day Is It Anyway? is a prompt from Linda G. Hill

This URL is where to learn about the A2Z Challenge

Learn more about NaNoWriMo here.

What Day Is It Anyway? A2Z-K


Happy Easter

See? I did know what day today was. So I hope you all had a marvelous day in spite of how this one presented itself.

That was where my spirit was. The body had a whole other thought of this day. I felt like I had been hit by a truck. Knocked down with no energy at all. I think I am in a fibro-flare. Ugh! I even think I know why. After feeling Spring  for a couple days Winter decided it wasn’t done yet. Last night was so cold and I just laid there in a tight knot and shivered. I finally saw that my husband had even pulled on his blanket so I knew it wasn’t just me. I turned up the heater and finally got some real sleep. But by then the bones and joints were feeling broken.

So fibro brain kept my writing to the minimum. Which shall be the case here, too.

Today was brought to you by the letter

#WDIIA A Prompt by Linda G. Hill

#A2ZChallenge –click on URL to see how that works. Fun!

Hope you all had a great day!

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