13,739 Days Alive
1,109 Words Written Today For Fiction February
6 Mozzarella Sticks Eaten
1 Small Fry Ordered
I’m sitting at the table with everyone who plays the Saturday Pathfinder, 2nd edition, game at their friend’s Bo’s house.
I got to chat a bit with Bo’s wife, Tina, for about an hour and learned we’re both fairly crafty, which is cool.
I also worked on J’s Monochromatic Blanket as well as knocked out over a thousand words for Fiction February over on my alt blog. So a lot of things accomplished even if I didn’t get laundry done as I meant to. Whoops.
I’m in pain, and have a headache, but I’m out of my pregabalin until I go to the doctor on Tuesday. I’ll be fine, but man does it suck.
Mentally, I’m just tired. I’m at a seven on the physical pain scale, but only a five or six on the discomfort scale. Inconvenience abounds.
I’ve decreased my reading goal from three books a week to only one book a week. I just don’t have time with everything else I have going on to try and devour books rabidly as I usually do.
Anyway, I’ve got to head off as we’re about to leave Bo’s to go home since they just finished their last round of combat.
Take your meds, folks.
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