I cannot tell you how much I wish it wasn’t Monday. Monday means staff meeting, and–in this particular case–my boss coming back from vacation and probably cracking the whip. After the really long and very, very busy weekend I just had, I”m not ecstatic about this prospect.
I was, for all intents and purposes, internet silent for the weekend other than email. I know; I feel your shock.
Saturday meant a breakfast ride with my in-laws’ to a greasy spoon in a little town about 30 miles away. Pancakes. Holy God, they were fantastic. We came back from that to meet a guy who was interested in the Kawasaki Vulcan we were selling. It was my MIL’s motorcycle, but she gave it to me after she got her new Yamaha. Well, hubby decided that a 750 was a bit much for me to learn on, so we sold it. And then we got me a 1979 BMW R65. Hubby is a lifelong BMW enthusiast (he rides a 1971 R75/5–clearly we’re into the antique bikes), so he’s thrilled to get me into the Beamer world. Here it is right after we brought it home (ignore the weird mirrors, those are getting replaced):
Yeah, we still have that 1979 Honda CB550 we traded the Jeep for. We’ve got to fix it up and sell it.
My original plans for Saturday included finishing the bathroom renovation, but that didn’t happen. Due to motorcycle madness, we didn’t even get to Lowes for supplies until after 4 PM (did I mention this was supposed to start by 11 AM?). I won’t go into the trials and tribulations of what followed, but let’s just say we didn’t finish the bathroom and didn’t get home until 10:30.
Sunday was 4 hours of mad dash deep cleaning of house and yard in preparation for our turn hosting the Round Robin cookout we’ve had going with our couple friends for the last several weeks. Hubby smoked catfish, and I made a fabulous corn and tomato salad. There were roasted veggies too, and ice cream cake from Cold Stone Creamery. Good food was had by all.
This morning my whole body hurts and I’m exhausted. And I’m supposed to sit through staff meeting?
Poo on that.
I need to get back to HiS this week. I had actually sat down to write a bit on the scene I intended to finish last week on Friday, but then I got side tracked by the desperate need to take notes on another idea I had. It wasn’t a new idea, but it was much more flesh to a kernel of an idea I’d thrown into my Tangent Notebook. Pot asked me (when I was telling her about it) how many more stories am I going to plan out before I write out the trials in this one. This is the last, big gaping hole in my plot for HiS. I know what happens up to it, the consequences after, but the actual, explicit details of the trail itself…no idea. I’m not QUITE there yet. If I manage to get off my butt and write the next couple of scenes this week, I think I get to the trial either next week or the week after (on a 2500 words a week schedule). And then…well, I hope like hell something presents itself.
Maybe I can channel my bad guy during staff meeting.
Recipe of the day: Smoked Catfish and Creamy Dill Sauce
I feel your pain – we have 8am staff meetings every Monday morning too, stupidest idea *ever* (and nothing important actually gets done anyway, so a complete waste of an already rushed morning).
Good luck getting through it…and getting back to your WIP.
Hey Kait. I’ll be going back to work sometime this month as a substitute secretary for my local school system. It’s a temporary job, while I’m searching for a FT job and will be undergoing training for one too, when things might change this fall. Awesome blog and nice photo of the motorcycle. Good luck with your writing! I’m going to have a hectic writing/editing schedule soon.