Is it just me or is Monday getting sneaky and jumping back into the rotation more often than its fair share? There seem to be a lot of Mondays.
So many Mondays.
You know what that means. I’m having more coffee. I mean how is one measly (and by “measly” I mean flagon of) coffee going to get me through an entire Monday?
Exactly, hypothetical reader. It isn’t.
So do I finish the post first? Or make the next cup first?
I think we both know the answer to that one.
And it’s brewing. I bet you didn’t even miss me.
It’s a bright, sunny day, though it’s probably chilly. Yesterday for the Chicago Marathon, I couldn’t stay out long, it was colder than it’s been for a long time. And it took me forever to warm back up.
Better ready myself. This is only the beginning.
It will be a week of editing, so I’ve sharpened my metaphorical pencils. Have a great Monday, whichever Monday you’re on.
It’s been a week, all right. But here we are, delivered to Friday once again, and it’s time to talk about how it’s all going.
I’ve started to edit the manuscript. While I’m not into the thick of the plot yet, and there are a lot of sentences making me want to confiscate my computer from myself, I did make myself laugh a few times.
So that’s something.
I really like the ability in Word to essentially mark up the manuscript on a tablet like you’re working on paper, yet still having the option of an on-screen keyboard to make notes. It’s the closest thing to printing it out and going over it, without all the tree murder.
And extra bonus, I can actually read my notes later.
Fitness-wise, it was five days, five workouts. They were challenging, but not as tough as they have been. A few of them were even enjoyable. That’s always a bonus.
I’m not yet, but I hope to be. I’ve decided that all of my problems stem from not enough coffee.
Next week, all my problems might be stemming from too much coffee, but that’s Next Week Me’s knot to untangle.
So it’s definitely going to be a two cup day. Truth is I decided that before I even made cup one. Which is empty.
I’ll be right back.
OK, that’s brewing. Sometimes I miss the utter ease of those single-cup coffee makers with the pods, but then I think about all those plastic pods, one after the other, in the garbage headed for the landfill.
Just couldn’t do it anymore.
It’s brightly sunny today, but Fall is absolutely in the air. The trees are changing in earnest, I can see some firm reds and deliberate yellows.
Soon the boats will leave the harbors and the last trace of summer will slip away.
As it is bound to do.
I’ve got a deep dive into a finished manuscript ahead of me. Wish me luck.
The weather is gray an oppressive, and my brain refusing to cooperate without the second big cup of coffee that is currently brewing away.
So today will be brief.
Writing, I’ve started nothing new, though ideas, like the coffee, are percolating, but more importantly: it is time.
I’ve opened the manuscript I finished a little while ago for the first read through.
Despite excellent and varied procrastinations, I’ve got to get to it. I’m going in. Wish me luck, this is when it usually gets ugly.
On the fitness front, five days, five workouts. This week they all seemed kind of mechanical, or maybe it was me. Thursday was fun, the trainer is an American Ninja Warrior, and he’s always creative in his workouts.
Wednesday was good too. Actually, really, it was just me, it was a great week of workouts and trainers, looking back.