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I still haven't mailed the envelopes. I forget what happened on Monday -- first I was cleaning, then I was trying to figure out the math of how to get to the demonstration either before or after the washing machine repairman, then I was cleaning some more while the washing machine repairman was here, then I was trying to figure out if the demonstration would still be there if I left right now, then I was talking to the nice fellow and Frank about the demonstration, and then -- I didn't get to the post office. Or the demonstration, which was huge, but Frank got there. The nice fellow tried. Tuesday I had oral surgery. Wednesday I was with Gloria. Today is Thursday.
I have made a character grid for the paranormal romance. All my notes for it are on my jump drive, and so is the entirety of Afterwar. I love my jump drive. There are hours at a time at Gloria's where I can write if I have my work with me, and I do write -- yesterday I wrote most of a review for The Silver Bough by Lisa Tuttle, whose pub date was April 25 (short version: read it). It only needs de-gushing and a little intellect enhancement and then it's ready to go. And I didn't even have my jump drive because Frank needed to borrow it. Which makes me feel stupid: of course that's what I should have given him for his birthday.
Anyway, now that everything's on the jump drive I can finish Afterwar at Gloria's, and then start the romance.
I'll try to get the envelopes mailed from Watsonville today.
The sleep study was ambiguous -- I have an extremely mild apnea, not apparently enough to account for the blood pressure problem (which appears to have been solved anyway) but they want to treat me anyway because of my "daytime sleepiness" which I do not have (but I did have thirty years ago which they seem to have mistaken for a current problem). So I don't think I'll make that appointment -- insurance doesn't cover CPAP, and the nice fellow actually does have a problem, which will be expensive enough to pay for. And I think once I get him on the machine I'll sleep much better.
I think I sleep better if I go to bed first, anyway -- so I'm pretty well in sleep zone before he starts snoring and choking and stuff.
I have made a character grid for the paranormal romance. All my notes for it are on my jump drive, and so is the entirety of Afterwar. I love my jump drive. There are hours at a time at Gloria's where I can write if I have my work with me, and I do write -- yesterday I wrote most of a review for The Silver Bough by Lisa Tuttle, whose pub date was April 25 (short version: read it). It only needs de-gushing and a little intellect enhancement and then it's ready to go. And I didn't even have my jump drive because Frank needed to borrow it. Which makes me feel stupid: of course that's what I should have given him for his birthday.
Anyway, now that everything's on the jump drive I can finish Afterwar at Gloria's, and then start the romance.
I'll try to get the envelopes mailed from Watsonville today.
The sleep study was ambiguous -- I have an extremely mild apnea, not apparently enough to account for the blood pressure problem (which appears to have been solved anyway) but they want to treat me anyway because of my "daytime sleepiness" which I do not have (but I did have thirty years ago which they seem to have mistaken for a current problem). So I don't think I'll make that appointment -- insurance doesn't cover CPAP, and the nice fellow actually does have a problem, which will be expensive enough to pay for. And I think once I get him on the machine I'll sleep much better.
I think I sleep better if I go to bed first, anyway -- so I'm pretty well in sleep zone before he starts snoring and choking and stuff.
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