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Do NOT Unplug

For the record, I am generally in favor of reducing electrical drain (a well as fuel efficiency of most kinds), but certain things just shouldn’t be done. Unplugging plugging  old refrigerators (if you expect to use them again) is generally not advisable, at least in my experience. They tend to not want to restart when you plug them back in.

Worse, however, is when you unplug a closed-up refrigerator with food in it, knowing that no one will be in the house for a few weeks because it’s summer and people are on vacation, etc.

I don’t know which of my brilliant relations did this to my grandmother’s refrigerator, but  it made for an… interesting visit this Friday.  I’m still coughing up mildew  and cleaner fumes.  And… I don’t want to discuss the onions.  Nothing, except maybe rotten potatoes, tweaks my *UGHH* factor like rotten onions.

And now that I’ve probably grossed you out…  don’t unplug the frig.  Not until it’s cleaned out and empty.  Then, leave the doors open to  let it dry out.

This has been a Public Service Announcement.  Now this will be a…

Row80 Check-in & Assessment

Had to get this check-in out because we’re off to Saranac Lake for the annual camping venture. VACATION!!!

I’m both so eager and in utter dread.

ROW80LogocopyVacation involves change at its most basic, and as I’ve noted before, I don’t deal well with change.   But there is the added reason of being…  or at least feeling unprepared.

I’m not, at least not anymore than any other year.  I’m actually ahead in that I packed my clothes this evening instead of waiting until the morning to do so.  I have the list of scenes I need to write, I have my art supplies gathered, I have charged camera batteries and a clean CF-card…  I even have my reading and research materials gathered.

I’m just not emotionally ready.  This year has kept me spinning so much that I’m not sure I could relax if I tried.  So many strong downs, so many wild and airy ups…  I’m almost afraid to enjoy myself, lest something drastic follow.

  • CRAFT
    • Goal: spend ~three hours a week delving into writing craft related learning
    • Progress: I had most of it done by my Wednesday post, but nothing else since
    • Goal: Hand-write new words daily! (the Five Sentences thingie)
    • Progress: I missed Thursday, and Friday’s words had nothing to do with fiction
    • Goal: typing two pages a day of old notebooks into the computer
    • Progress: nothing since Wednesday
  • SOCIAL
    • Goal: maintain local critique group submission of excerpts and critiques during non-NaNoWriMo months
    • Progress: soooo very behind here
    • Goal: return to regular posting in the WIPpet and WeWriWa blog hops
    • Progress: WIPpet is on track; the WeWriWa is still on hold; and I won’t be near a computer (save my phone) for the next week, so probably won’t do either one
    • Goal: sponsor duties for the ROW80 twice a week
    • Progress: mostly on track (I’m behind on replies to comments)…  and all soon to be on hold for a bits
  • PERSONAL
    • Goal: Explore my creative side daily
    • Progress: I created some new words the other night as I was scouring that frig…  not quite shareable on a PG-13 blog
    • Goal: Daily languages (except Sundays)
    • Progress: oddly, yes…  some inspired the new words listed above
    • Goal: daily exercise amounting to a minimum of 30 minutes a day
    • Progress: oh, I nailed—nay, excelled at—this one, even with the 3 hour drives across the state Friday and Saturday afternoons

That’s all I feel up to sharing now.  Going to head out (I’m at Denny’s with my weekend writing group) so I can finish that load of laundry in the washer.  So…  bye!

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Post Trip Monday

Yesterday was the day of the drive.  It was Grandpa’s 92th birthday, and so the Boodle and I picked up Mom (he’s her dad after all) and we hightailed it out to Syracuse to eat double chocolate cupcakes and ice cream and talk about harmonicas and family photos and old tractors.

Happy 92, Grandpa!

Happy 92, Grandpa!

So…  I didn’t get much writing done (Friday I was sick icky bleh!) since Wednesday.  Getting back into the flow of writing daily and not in spurts and bubbles isn’t happening quite as fast as I’d like, but it does seem to be happening.  Even when I didn’t write, I pulled out the notebook and gathered up a pen…  just one more step to go.

I did reread/review some of my other story-work everyday (except yesterday); I got up and moved every day except Friday, and I made time daily for some happy reading time.  Slow, steady progress and plans for consistency…

Consistency is the dog that hounds me.

But since we don’t have a dog…  here is Mr.Kitty my (mostly feral) lovebug begging for scritches.  If he didn’t panic and go into full “Fight or Flight” mode at the slightest sound or shift in movement, I’d have him in the house with us too.  He so wants love and stroking and head bonks…

Someone couldn't stay still for the photo...  he wanted to hug the camera and the hand holding it

Someone couldn’t stay still for the photo… he wanted to hug the camera and the hand holding it

 

Mini Monday

Grandma's House

The stories this door can tell…

Yet again, I missed my post for Sunday.  I had one half-written in my drafts queue waiting for the ROW80 update part, but…

Well, I spent yesterday pretty much in the car… over the Mohawk River and through many, many woods   After some pleasantly busy holidays, we went out to Syracuse for a day trip to visit family: my grandfather in the nursing home (my! can that man scarf down Lindor Truffles), my grandmother at her house, and my uncle and his wife at their home.  Oh, yeah, and a Wegman’s stop on the way home for the Boodle because…  well, if you’ve ever shopped at the Wegman’s in Dewitt, you’ll understand.

If only it weren’t on a main road….

It was a busy, but fun day.  Dan even indulged my obsession with driving along rt 5 for a time instead of the Thruway so I could see some of the cool old farm houses and my latest “dream home”.  (I can’t help but wish I could open this place as a writer’s retreat/B&B.)

I got some writing done in the car…  most of it on my (now late) sponsor post.  I didn’t get much writing done on Saturday because I was trying to catch up on my forensics class (I’m behind again!).  *sighs*

As far as my goals are going…  I count more successes than failures, but I wish I could find a bit of clear headspace to shift modes for my writing.  Courting is suffering from a lack of attention.  I’m not feeling a connection with any of characters, with my office space, with…  well most of the things that give me mental peace at the moment.  Yesterday, for all of its busy-ness actually helped a lot.

Here’s to a more peaceful Wednesday.

For anyone interested in astory that door can tell…  please read this post:  Family Stories