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Working on my book

It’s been a busy weekend, and my weekend was only from Saturday afternoon until now (almost midnight Sunday night). Laundry. Grandson. Daughter. Step-daughter. Husband. Cooking. Cleaning. More laundry. Errands. Dinner. Lunch. More laundry. Packing. Packing the car with some of our stuff ahead of time so there isn’t so much to do tomorrow morning, because we have to get up early and I am not going to want to do it then. Hell, I’m not going to want to do much of anything until after I’ve had my coffee, but I doubt I’ll have much time for that. I’ll probably make my coffee to go.

I want to work on my novel but I only got through about two pages and my eyes are starting to feel so heavy I can barely keep them open. I’m not the one driving, my husband is, but riding is tiring as well. And we’re right back at it tomorrow morning. I don’t feel like we had any real time off. I imagine he feels the same way. He’s asleep on the recliner again. Go figure. Tried to wake him and get him to come to bed but he just mumbled uh-huh and went right back to sleep.

I’ve got to check into one of those Wi-Fi to go things. The next few posts will be short because they’ll be from my phone.

Later,I’m going to try to write one more page in my novel and then it’s lights out for me.

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Posted by on February 23, 2014 in Coffee, Family, Home, Life, Writing

 

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All through the house

Not a creature is stirring, not even the spouse

The gran is asleep, both girls are too

It’s just me and you…

Family night was a blast, but wore me out–I’m actually too tired and wound up to sleep. Mr. Rockstar/Truck Driver is asleep in his recliner. He feel asleep fifteen or twenty minutes into the the move. The Man of Steel. As I watched it I wondered about how many Superman moves there have been. I grew up watching Superman, Wonder Woman, The Incredible Hulk (Lou F), Aqua Man, Batman, and a few others. Wonder Woman was a hero in my book. She was strong, brave, and a beautiful female. I wanted to be just like Wonder Woman when I grew up.

As I got older and began to understand that not only would I not look like Wonder Woman, but in real life the only thing I might ever have that was invisible was my deodorant, and that was on a good day. If my life were a movie or a television series, the kitchen would just be clean, the food would put itself away, the laundry would be done and folded and put away without me having to do it all–Laundry, oh you mean someone has to do that? i don’t just have clean clothes? They don’t just put themselves neatly into my dresser or closet?

After being on the road with my husband for the past week we got home and unpacked the car. I checked the mail. I started a load of laundry. I text messaged my daughter to let her know we made it back. Called Mr. Rockstar’s parents to let them know we were back. I opened the bag of dirty laundry and sorted through it. Darks in one pile and lights in another. I took a shower and shaved my gorilla like legs and armpits (yes we showered while we were on the road but I didn’t have the time or luxury to shave) and washed my snarly,knotted hair. After the shower I felt like a real live human being again.

I doubt if Wonder Woman ever had to worry about snarls in her gorgeous, silky hair. After the shower and a clean set of clothes I was ready to tackle the rest of the afternoon, or so I thought. We’d decided to have a family day once we got back from being on the road. Mr. Rockstar would pick up his daughter around 4, my daughter and grandson were coming over, and we were going to go to the grocery store. Get some stuff to cook on the grill. Make some cookies. Get a move from RedBox. We ended up having a delicious meal: steaks, shrimp with onions, bell peppers and mushrooms on the grill. Baked potatoes. Garlic bread, Broccoli with cheese. And squash and zucchini. My daughter made the homemade chocolate chip cookies while my husband grilled the steaks and I watched the little man. (I was also still doing laundry.)

I downloaded the pictures from the week, but I put them on my desktop and the pack-n-play and the baby are in my writing room asleep. I’m on the laptop so I won’t be able to do anything with the pics until I can get to my desktop. Tomorrow I’ll write the official post about my experiences on the road with my husband then. I didn’t get to write as much as I wanted to. It’s hard to write on a laptop when you’re bouncing around, or when the sun’s glare makes it nearly impossible to see the screen, or when…Excuses I know. I had my notebook with me and could have written out a few things the old fashioned wiay–with pen and paper. But I did get some really great pictures and I can’t wait to share them.

Now it’s time for me to turn in. I’ve had a really long week and I can’t wait to sleep in my own bed.

 
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Posted by on February 23, 2014 in Family, Home, Life, Traveling, Writing

 

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