Where Personal and Professional Life Collide...

EtA: this was taken after a Traumatic Trip to the Vet.

slothful cats.



He was actually weirdly dignified in this pose. You can also see that his much-hated diet is showing results...



[and yes...he is a Big Boy. Nearly 3' stretched out, from stem to stern.]

My day, in pictures....

( behind the cut for f-list mercy )

ok, have some Cute to take you into the weekend, after all that.


Boomerang, Supervising the Writer At Work.

d'y'ever get the feeling someone's looking over your shoulder while you work? (spy camera reveals all!)


and this is why I type slowly, some nights....

This photo was brought to you by my actually making a meatloaf this evening - since I had a chunk of ground lamb, and a chunk of ground turkey, and some Other Bits, and... hrm. No bread crumbs. Improvise!

Judgment: a little weird, but not bad. Needed more spices to counteract the improvisation of graham cracker crumbs for bread (a little sweet) but... would try it again.

Write-a-thon update coming: the words are progressing, just not the posting-thereof.

Yesterday I spent working (Independence ain't free) and then ( text and photos under the cut )

The subway ride home was an excellent example of NYC in a good mood. Jammed car, and everyone's laughing and making room for each other, and generally not minding a damn, and as the train emptied out along the line, we all settled into a sort of peaceful reverie. Even the Mariachi guy was slumped over dozing in his seat, rather than trying to work the crowd.

And today, it's back in the saddle again. Holiday over, RWA done, and the deadlines, they gnaw on my ankles and the paperwork it threatens to eat me while I sleep...


Randomly:

A quick glimpse into my mind: yesterday, for various reasons, I switched the position of the knives and spoons in the cutlery drawer. This morning, I reached into the drawer and grabbed the wrong thing. Rather than being annoyed, my brain went "good. that'll teach you to get complacent." Change. It is, apparently, what's for breakfast.

and also proof that everyone but everyone looks dorky in a bike helmet.

( look at your own risk )

Over the weekend, despite Various Follies, I managed to get a coat of paint on the walls (and on myself, as usual), and acquired some nicely simple, stylish towel racks and a TP holder -- all very important essentials. So now I wait for the guys to show up and continue their side of things....

I am hoping that the plastic wall will come down today. I know that the cats would be much happier, then.

And while I wait, a picture for those of you who refuse to see the sunrise in realtime...



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9:15: Tile Guy and contractor guys are here, discussing who gets to do what when.... {three guys, limited space][EtA: get your minds out of the gutter. Yes, you.]

10: Shower has been grouted. Vanity is being installed. I am resisting the urge to go watch the progress, knowing a) I'd just get in their way and b) this book won't revise itself...

10:05: oh, and the new door! Yay new door! (guests who have had to argue with the old one will be relieved...)

10:40: Power tools and hammering. I thought we were done with that..... *sighs*

11:55: Baseboard installed (more to paint, whee!). And the tub reglazing has been scheduled for tomorrow, plumber hopefully comes back on Wednesday.....

1:05: Just gave vague-yet-detailed -- "I want it to go here, like this...but use your best professional judgment" -- instructions on the placement of towel racks, shelves and tp holder. And now I leave, not knowing what will await me on my return....

Takes assessment: the cats let me sleep until 7 (after I sleep-fed Boomer at 6am), there's coffee being poured, and I know how to fix the next chapter in Book Under Revisions. And I feel....yes, I feel Motivated. Huzzah! Not a bad start. Now if I can just keep focus-ooo, shiny!


And, in case anyone wondered who ruled this household....

"Stop typing and pet me, woman!"