If you're here for the writing updates, I have none this week. Sorry.
If you're here because you also like the other updates, then here ya go...
So, I've been doing a lot of reading lately. Mostly old spy and crime novels. Three of those in the past week. The Matt Helm I mentioned last week. A Remo Williams (if you haven't read a Remo Williams, you're missing out). And one I don't think is in a series, but I'm not sure - The Black Shrike by Alistair MacLean. That one kind of blew me away and I'm still recovering.
I did some fishing last week, too. In fact, I spent around 7 hours fishing on Thursday. I went out by myself for 4 hours in the morning. Hubs decided he wanted to go fishing, too, so we went for a few hours that afternoon. I caught two big panfish for the freezer and a lot of too-small fish. The 13.5 inch largemouth I had to throw back was a lot of fun to catch, so it's all good, baby.
Somehow the mice have found a new way into the house. I suspect they're squeezing themselves through a crack I found along the wall that separates the office (an addition to the house) and the house proper. I spent yesterday morning removing all the books from my 'classics' shelves, moving the bookcase, and then stuffing steel wool into that crack.
I also made chicken noodle soup yesterday from what was left of the chicken I crockpotted a couple days ago. Lunch! With four containers' worth leftover for future lunches.
I had planned to do some garden work, but meh. This summer a possum had gotten into my sedums and ripped them apart. I thought I'd see if they would take root in water. They did. Now I have all these pieces that need to be shoved into dirt at some point before winter arrives. Maybe tomorrow. If I don't go fishing.
What happened in your week last week?