Wednesday, October 1, 2014

Waiting...

I am not, by nature, a patient person.  I hate waiting - for anything.

This is the reason I don't like making hair appointments or doctor appointments or any other appointments really, ahead of time.  I call the doctor's office the day I need to go in.  If they don't have anything available for that day, I get 'first available'.  I generally do walk-in hair cuts and if I walk-in and they wait is more than 10 minutes, I go elsewhere.  Hate waiting.

Over the years, though, I have managed to secure a small measure of patience - or at least the ability to hide my impatience.  LOL

Yesterday was a test of my ability.  You see, Max has been sick.  Not that he's an altogether 100% healthy cat anyway - what with his recurring mouth infections - but over the weekend, he was bad.  He didn't want to eat or drink.  All he wanted was to be left alone.  (Another thing I hate doing.)  By Monday, I had to admit that I'd done all I could and I called a veterinarian.  They said bring him in but because they were already booked solid, he'd have to stay all day and they'd get to him when they could.

So, we dropped him off first thing and we came home to wait... and wait... and wait...  I finally decided to lay down for a nap because we hadn't slept the night before and I was freakin' tired.  Just as I was about to doze off, the phone rang.

Luckily, it was just a flare-up of his mouth infections and not his liver or kidneys going bad.  He'll be able to come home today, most likely.  I have to call over there in a while to see if we're still a go for that.  So I woke up this morning to more waiting.  And I really hate waiting.

Now, lest you think I'm all impatience personified, I have learned.  I send out queries and I wait, because that's what one does.  I don't bother people.  Hey, I didn't call the vet every hour for an update, even though I was worried and even though we had to discuss the possibility of letting Max go to the big litterbox in the sky.  I waited.  I just hated it while I was doing it.  Just like I hated the 6 month lead time period for that submission to that publisher.  And the Oct 2012 to Jan 2014 wait for an answer from that other place (even after they said they'd get us all an answer earlier... and then again... and then...).  But I did it. 

Of course, waiting is easier to manage if you have something to keep your mind off it.  Like this post.  When I started typing, I had 20 minutes left to wait, and now I can go make the call and see if Max can be picked up.

;o)

How do you feel about waiting?  Are you good at it?

Update:  I have to wait until after 11am now.  Arrghh!!

Sunday, September 28, 2014

Sunday Update - Week 39

How did a whole other week go by already?  I swear time is zooming by faster and faster all the time.  Sheesh.

Once again, I didn't do any writing.  Unless in my head counts.  And it wasn't even anything I was working on, but the opening lines and the premise hit me in the head when I was out smoking, and it won't leave me alone.  I stuck it in my writing ideas file.  I ain't go time to be birthin' no more stories right now.

I'm up to 20% on the read-through, note-taking phase of Wrongful Termination.  It's a hot mess, but I still like it. 

I also worked up a submission letter so one of my other books can be sent to a small publisher. 

Last night, I was telling the Kid about all the irons I have in the fire right now, and her comment was 'Wow'.  To which I replied, "I will get published if it kills me."  Then she did some pompom waving and supportive stuff.  I am committed to this.  Or maybe I should be committed because of this.  LOL

In other news, I bought a new office chair.  Well, an old office chair that's new to me.  It's very comfortable on my butt, but I'm not sure if my back likes it yet.  Since my previous chair was 8-10 years old, I'm not surprised.  With as much time as I spend sitting at my desk, I probably spent upwards of 8500 hours in that chair.  And chairs should come with a sit-ometer to let you know how much 'mileage' it has so you know when to change it - like tires. 

Anyway, here it is:
The dark spot on the seat is stain remover waiting to dry.  It had a few gnarly spots that needed cleaning, but it looks fine now.  But hey, I got the chair for $5 - marked down from $20 because the seat wiggled and is missing a bolt.  Hubs worked on the wiggle while I polished the wood and cleaned the upholstery.  It's much better now.  =o)

This past week was also cleaning week.  Deep down dusting and sweeping and vacuuming.  I also cleaned the bed linens and Febrezed everything.  (Including the above chair.) 

And I still feel like I didn't do much.  Why is it some weeks I can lay around doing nothing and feel fine about it, and other weeks I do all sorts of stuff and still feel like a lazy slob? Ugh.

How was your week?


Sunday, September 21, 2014

Sunday Update - Week 38

It's that time again.  I don't know if all y'all are getting bored with these, but I'm going to keep doing them until the year's over.  I may even do it next year because, hey, it keeps me honest.  ;o)

Writing-wise, I didn't.  I did spent time off and on all week reading through WIOH looking for errors, and boy-howdy did I find a lot of them.  Eight college-rule notebook pages worth of them.  :eyeroll:  I don't know what the heck my fingers were thinking, but they obviously weren't listening to my brain.  (Either that or my brain was sending the wrong signals again.)  But I did get that part of the editing process done.  Starting today, I'll take my pages of fixes and input them all into the computer so I can send this puppy out to a most wonderful person who offered to proofread it for me.  (You know, in case I missed somethings - which is entirely possible.)

Submitting-wise, I didn't do that either.  I did, however, spend time doing more research on places to submit to - including ordering a book from a small-publisher to see how the books they put out compare with traditional publishing.  It arrived Friday, so their shipping is speedy for what I assume is a POD thing.  And looking at the physical book, I must say, I don't see any difference.  I'll start reading it as soon as I finish this other book I'm trying to read.  That's the true test, I think. 

Reading?  Well, let's just say I got distracted reading my own stuff, so the advanced copy I got of a fantasy novel from an acquaintance of mine that I started got put on hold until I finished reading WIOH.  Now that's done, I can get back to reading.  Which is good because Goodreads says I'm 6 books behind on my goal.

In other news, Hubs and I washed the windows that have been driving us nuts out on the sun porch.  Once he risked life and limb sitting on the window sill so he could cut away the caulking holding the storm window in place.  After we got those suckers out, everything went so much easier.  Trust me, chunking out old wasps nests with a sign stake was not the funnest thing I've ever done.

Other than that, the week was pretty non-spectacular.  How was yours?

Wednesday, September 17, 2014

Bummed Playlist

Well, I did the Happy Playlist yesterday, so it's only fair I do the Bummed Playlist today.  This one is for when I'm in a bad mood and I want the music to match the mood.  (Wallowing in my own misery, really.)

And yes, there are some songs that are on both - because depending on the mood I'm already in, they can make me smile or they can call out to the bummed place within me.

Whatever - Hot Chelle Rae
Shimmer - Fuel
Call and Answer - Barenaked Ladies
Circle - Edie Brickell and the New Bohemians
Carrion - Fiona Apple
Mad Season - Matchbox Twenty
Everything to Everyone - Everclear
Elvis - Sister Hazel
Anna Begins - Counting Crows
Love Ridden - Fiona Apple
Honestly - Hot Chelle Rae
Bent - Matchbox Twenty
My Immortal - Evanescence
Sullen Girl - Fiona Apple
Walking After You - Foo Fighters
Bittersweet - Fuel
These Hard Times - Matchbox Twenty
A Mistake - Fiona Apple
Hanging by a Moment - Lifehouse
Misunderstood - Better Than Ezra
Funhouse - Pink
The Child is Gone - Fiona Apple
Her Diamonds - Rob Thomas
Hemorrhage (in my Hands) - Fuel
Your Winter - Sister Hazel
Bright Lights - Matchbox Twenty
Paper Bag - Fiona Apple
Can't Let You Go - Matchbox Twenty

You'll notice this one is way shorter than the last.  I haven't really finished this one, because I know I have other songs that bring me to that Bummed place, but I'm not really jazzed to fill this playlist out.  I'd rather by Happy.

What songs bring you down?  Personally, I had to get rid of my Taylor Swift CD because I wept through it every single time.  Something about her songs make me cry.  There's being bummed out and there's open weeping, and open weeping is not encouraged when you're driving.  ;o)

Tuesday, September 16, 2014

Happy Playlist

Mostly when I want to hear music, I hit Pandora.  They tend to have the right mix to get me in whatever groove I'm looking for.  But I also have a wide variety of music on my hard drive.  It's all from either CDs I have on hand or from music files I've purchased. 

Of that, I have certain songs that are grouped together (I mean other than by artist or album), and one of my playlists is simply called 'Happy' .  It's comprised of songs that just make me smile.  Here's what's on it...

Brighter Than the Sun - Colbie Caillat
Call Me Maybe - Carly Rae Jepsen
From the Clouds - Jack Johnson
Change Your Mind - Sister Hazel
Unwritten - Natasha Bedingfield
Love Will Do That - Darius Rucker
Good Life - One Republic
How Far We've Come - Matchbox Twenty
Keep Your Head Up - Andy Grammer
Everything - Michael Buble
Uncharted - Sara Bareilles
What Doesn't Kill You - Kelly Clarkson
I'm Yours - Jason Mraz
Some Fantastic - Barenaked Ladies
Strange Cup of Tea - Sister Hazel
You and Your Heart - Jack Johnson
This - Darius Rucker
Dream Life, Life - Colbie Caillat
Good Time - Carly Rae Jepsen w/ Owl City
I Like it Like That - Hot Chelle Rae
Lunatic - Andy Grammer
Whatever - Hot Chelle Rae
Walk - Foo Fighters
Southern State of Mind - Darius Rucker
Thank You - Sister Hazel
Brown Eyed Girl - Everclear
Downtown Girl - Hot Chelle Rae
Hanging by a Moment - Lifehouse
Marchin' On - One Republic
Biggest Man in Los Angeles - Andy Grammer
Love Song - Sara Bareilles
Think Good Thoughts - Colbie Caillat
Honestly - Hot Chelle Rae
Beautiful Thing - Sister Hazel
Don't Know Why - Norah Jones
A.M. Radio - Everclear
I Don't Care - Darius Rucker
I've Got the World on a String - Michael Buble
Alcohol - Barenaked Ladies
Baker Street - Foo Fighters
I Do - Colbie Caillat
Make it Mine - Jason Mraz
Elvis - Sister Hazel
Tonight Tonight - Hot Chelle Rae
Owl City 'Fireflies' Cover - Elliot Minor
Carry On - FUN

Sometimes I start at the beginning and go down the list. Other times, I put it on shuffle.  Sometimes, like this morning, I pull out a particular song and just listen to that*.

If you had a Happy Playlist what would be on it?  

*This morning's song was Biggest Man in Los Angeles by Andy Grammer.


Sunday, September 14, 2014

Sunday Update - Week 37

Good morning!  How the heck are all y'all?

Well, I'm sore.  And stiff.  But satisfied.  Yesterday, I got a wild hair to wash the deck.  Over the summer, it got all mildew stained plus had this green patina going on.  So I took to the internet, found a place where they had suggestions for cleaning mildew off a wood deck, and I took their suggestion (partly).  I mixed up some vinegar (1 qt) and dishsoap (1/4 c) and water (3 qts).  Using a big broom and a little scrub brush, I applied it to the deck, then waited fifteen minutes.  Then I used the same mixture to scrub it all down.  It isn't totally spotless, but it does look way better.  Hence, stiff and sore but satisfied.

In other news, I finished Bloodflow's rewrite.  I wrote like a mad woman for like 5 hours straight on Wednesday - putting out like 6300 words.  That left me with a total of 110488.  Now I need to tweeze and polish this.  Friday I snipped out an irrelevant scene leaving me with 109K.  It's kinda top heavy, but I can make it awesome.

Also, I've got WIOH on the Kindle and I've been going through line by line looking for errors I may have created during the tweezing phase.  Yup, they're there.  I'm about a third of the way through - jotting the flaws in a notebook so I can fix them later.  Ugh, there are way more than I expected.  

Otherwise, I haven't been doing much of anything else.  I planned on making cookies.  That didn't happen.  I planned on vacuuming and dusting.  Nope.  I did get the fridge washed out, though, so that's something else. 

What have you been up to this week?  Anything exciting on tap for next week?

Wednesday, September 10, 2014

This n That n The Other Thing

I've been cranking so hard to finish Bloodflow that I am a total scatterbrain.  When I'm not deep in the world of government intrigue, I'm wallowing in downtime. Thus, my sporadic posting lately.

Hubs and I have been in deep talks about stuff I don't feel comfortable sharing yet.  I can tell you this: Our marriage is still awesome, we still aren't ever talking about babies, and we still love our home.  Also, it's nothing to worry about.  Just stuff I'd rather not make public yet. 

I cut my own hair.  After successively bad haircuts, I finally had enough.  The last haircut wasn't too bad, but she left my bangs too long and the sides too long, so I went after my head with a pair of scissors.  I'm still snipping uneven bits here and there when I see them, but all in all, I'm pleased with the look.  I think it looks sassy and hey, at least it's out of my face.  Ugh, I can't stand hair in my face.  The last hairdresser was all like 'you can tuck it behind your ears'.  I actually hate that worse than hanging in my face. 

My fawn, Elias (aka Big Boy) lost his spots.  It makes me kinda melancholy when we reach the point where the fawns are spot-free.  Leftover mother junk from sending the Kid off into the world, I guess.

I spent yesterday morning cleaning out the refrigerator.  Yuck.  But it has to be done from time to time.  Now it's all shiny and new looking again. Yay.

I've also been spending time shredding old manuscript pages.  By hand.  We have a shredder, but it only takes like 5 pages at a time and I can rip through way more pages than that on my own.  It also helps that I used to do this for a living when I worked for a medical record copy service.  No one hand shreds paper like I do, baby.  I have one tall kitchen garbage bag almost full and about a dozen chapters left to rip.  (Of course, that's not counting the new pile I'm making, but let's take care of one pile at a time, shall we.) 

Your turn.  Tell me your this n that.  Or just tell me how you dispose of printed manuscript pages no one should ever ever read again.  Or whether you've cut your own hair.  How often do you wash out your refrigerator?