All I can say is that the gods of my day job are laughing at me, and I should not have tempted them by making that foolish remark about having more time on Monday. It serves me right, I suppose.
So, almost the weekend. What can I tell you that you might be interested in?
Well, I continue to get rejections and send things out. And other things that may or may not come to fruition.
This weekend my hope is to get the novella out of the shop and back into the hands of the nice people who suggested they would like a second look with improvements.
More sobering news is that Sekhmet had a seizure Tuesday. She was playing, and then she lifted her paw like something was stuck in it, then her back legs went out, and she was confused. From the time this occurred to the time we were dressed and ready to start all the calls to take us out of our day, however, she was up and walking normally like this had not happened. No repeats. Doc has definitely confirmed it is a seizure, and she’ll get a blood test and a cyst looked at this weekend, but we may never know what happened, and have to live with ambiguity. You know, I’m okay with ambiguity as long as it doesn’t happen again. And…she’s also off her kitty meds, which means she’s back to looking like Raggedy Cat and licking off her own fur.
Less sobering news is that the new drapes and rods are up, and they look faboo, especially at night when they are an opaque royal blue.
Okay, so, I leave you now to conquer the weekend, burn a lot of calories, eat like a sane person, and write. I hope you are all well. I have a couple of ideas about interesting things to write here, but I suspect they must wait until orientation/registration/new job hire/teacher evaluations are over. In about two weeks.