Back to Reality

That was, I swear, the quickest 9 days I've ever spent doing absolutely nothing. I so needed that respite from grandbaby-sitting. The weather was nice, lots of fog in the mornings, but it wasn't freezing cold, so the cooler air was a nice change from our sunny and hot at home. We even got caught in a flash rainstorm on our walk one day, but since it wasn't cold, we hid out under an overhang for a few minutes until the big drops slowed and then continued on. We did go for about a 3 mile walk each day, then after that it was a lot of tv watching/writing/freecell playing for me. I so didn't want to come home, and usually I'm ready to get back to my home. But we've had our little piece of heaven over there for 2 1/2 years now, so it feels like home there, too. Best of both worlds. And since I was burned out from baby-sitting, I really didn't miss the little guy. He was happy to get back into his routine this morning though. He came in with a big grin and Grandma got lots of hugs and kisses today.

I also started physical therapy today for a nagging neck pain that radiates up into the back of my head on the left side. This has been ongoing really since my rotator cuff injury a couple years ago, so I decided it was time to address it. I've learned so far that I need to elevate my laptop up to eye level so I don't tuck my chin in, as that's a big aggravator. I'm noticing, now, though as I type, that the keyboard is not at an optimum level for my shoulders, so I'll have to ask about that. I'm feeling some tension on both sides of my shoulders right now. If it ain't one thing!

Here's my good news on the writing side of life. After today's writing (which I promise I will start when I finish here), I'm on Day 22 of my Club 100. Total words for the month of August so far are 3421. All on the new SF story. And I still guarantee they're mostly crap, but I'm getting the bare skeleton of the story done. I'm about ready to head into the finish. I just got most of the big catalyst that brings on the confrontation. Still not sure if this is exciting enough of a story, it involves schoolchildren. And I'm pretty sure I didn't start the story at the right spot, but I am confident that all will become clear after I get this *very* rough draft done. I'm feeling all acomplished. Especially since this story has been like trying to cut the fingernails and toenails on my grandbaby.
Added later: Ech. Hit the wall. I'm pooped. I'll be lucky to get 100 words on the crap-o-meter tonight. But I will.