2019 Reading Challenge: Sweet Southern Reading Challenge

So! Here’s another follow up to today’s earlier post:

I’ll be taking part in the Sweet Southern Reading Challenge as part of my #200Books challenge.

It looks like I’ll be doing the “pitcher of sweet tea” level of the challenge being put on by Readeropolis!

Books:

This adds another ten books to my “to read” list. So if I knock them all out, that’s 19 of 200 done!

Riff Tracks and Renfield

12,338 Days Alive

5,352 Books on the Kindle

400 Approximate Miles of Driving For Tomorrow

28 Hours Left in 2018

22 Boxes, Bags, and Totes of Yarn in Current Inventory

3 Art Pieces to be Framed

2 Cats Being Jerkfaces

2 Friends Showered worth Belated Yule Gifts

1 Staggered Filet Triangle Shawl Nearly Complete

We did go see Bill6 and J today! Grabbed lunch at Outback, talked NYE plans, and of their most recent adventure.

Their cat, a beautiful bitey bastard of a Russian Grey is named Renfield. I have not taken a picture of him, because he is said bitey bastard.

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Fun Friday

12,236 Days Alive

5,345 Kindle Books to Read

103 Years to Read Them All at A Book Per Week

28 Rows Crocheted in The Staggered Filet Triangle Shawl

7 Breadsticks Eaten

6.5 Hours Slept

6 Hugs Given

2 Kinds of FroYo Mixed

1 Weighted Blanket Tossed Over My Brother Like Syrup Over a Pancake

1 Thing Forgotten

I got to see Duckie today! Our visits are few and far between and it was an absolutely amazing day.

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Toads Tonight

Days Alive:12,193

Hop toads: 1

Number of Photos Said Hop Toad Posed for When Asked: 3

Endometrial Polyp Being an Jerk: 1

Cats Whining at 11 Volume: 1 (Spock)

Paper Angels Made: 30

Days Since I’ve Touched my NaNovel: uh… four? Five?

Chicken Nuggets Eaten: 10

Words I’m Planning to Write this Weekend: 15k

Anyone who gets squicked out or triggered by talk of toads, menstruation, homelessness, or super bad insomnia, get thee hence.

You have been warned.

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Today is Not Pretty

Days alive: 12, 179

Day of NaNoWriMo: 1

Words Left to Write Today: 1,310

Words Left to Write for the Month: 49,643

Times I’ve Cried Today: 9

Days Till My Next Adventure: 4

Things I Did other than Write: 19

So far today, I’ve been bizarrely non-productive, or at least busy and not doing what I should be? I’m not having a great mental health day. I barely slept last night. I think I read most of a 100k word count fanfic because I couldn’t bloody sleep.

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Pride, People, and Perpetual Procrastination

Days alive: 12,175

Days till NaNoWriMo: 3 and counting!

Cats ignoring my personal space bubble: 3

Years competing in NaNoWriMo: 11 so far

Chapters left to finish before 1st November: 5

Crochet projects worked on: 1

Books left to read: 4,713

Skeins bought despite the yarn buying moratorium: only 1, I swear!

Oh boy. I slept in, after not sleeping last night until my alarm went off at 530 a.m. And after that I finally got some rest. I didn’t get properly out of bed for anything but morning medications and a bathroom break until 2:30 p.m. But I needed the rest. And I’m still exhausted and ready for bed even now.

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Knitting, Dusting, and Laundry

Days alive: 12,168

Hours slept: 5.5

Days till NaNoWriMo: 10 and counting!

Books read last week: 2.3

Books still to read: 4,292

Cat deciding to take a nap on my bum: 1 (Ariadne)

Yesterday was fun. Got to go see a place I hadn’t seen since summer school of 2002. And the marching band exhibition had some phenomenal performances. It wasn’t too hot, after the sun went down, but it was definitely warm.

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Awake in the Gloaming

Days alive: 12,167

Hours slept: 5.5

Woke up at: 0430

Days till NaNoWriMo: 11 and counting

I apparently accidentally set an alarm for 4:30 in the morning. And then realized my dreams of my alarm going off at three and four am were likely happening. But I was in the middle of a flashback driven nightmare, so going back to sleep wasn’t an option. As such, I’ve been up since.

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