Update
The entire week last week: I stuck pretty close to home, writing. I have a deadline of February 2 for my next book and I’m (almost critically) behind. I turned off the internet much of the week and wrote. I’m such a pitifully slow writer, and I have a very long way to go.
Friday. Nicole had an away game about thirty minutes from Longview. So, we went to that, came home and relaxed. I edited some on another project, and worked on a few projects for Jacqui’s dad.
Saturday was just as uneventful. Jacqui was gone for the morning, and I worked around the house. Spent some time in the afternoon fixing the kitchen faucet, and we spent some time planning the garden. Then, Saturday night, Jess and I went out for a daddy-daughter date. We caught Madagascar 2, ate some dinner, and did a bit of shopping for the garden. I wasn’t feeling so great when we got home, and I should have gone to bed. But I didn’t. I stayed up and edited. Bad idea.
Because, when I got up Sunday morning, I was really sick. Throat on fire. Chest congested. Head pounding. Actually, “got up on Sunday morning” is a bit of a stretch since I really didn’t sleep Saturday night. Anyway, I skipped Sunday school and church, stayed home most of the day and moped. I still feel pretty bad. Hope this goes away soon.
I’ll be writing most of the week. I need to nail this deadline and begin fleshing out some new projects I’ve been dreaming up. There’s a bit of work to do for The Journal too, and I’ll probably jump on that as well.