Guh. I’m having one of THOSE weeks. SO EXHAUSTED. I’ve felt like a real waste of space, at least from a productivity standpoint. I just want to sleep. And watch chick movies. And sleep some more.
I’ve deviated slightly from my outline in Red and that’s slowed down my word count a bit since I’m feeling my way. For Monday, I had only 367 words, as hubby and I stopped to have the discussion about what we’re going to do if someone else makes an offer on the house we’re trying to buy. That was a depressing enough conversation to totally derail my thought process. Then last night I managed 663 words, finishing out the scene and then coming to a stop because I needed to chew on the best way to present the info in the next scene and, you know, figure out what that info is. I THINK I’m clear on that for diving in during writing time this afternoon.
Operation Capri Pants/Goddess In Training has not been going as well as I would like. Sadly, it takes like six times longer to actually LOSE a pound than it does to gain it. Not that I’ve actually been brave enough to get on the scale. I am probably down a little, but it’s a very slow process. I’ve been pretty good about exercising, but oh, the Easter candy. Why is there candy for all these holidays? Christmas candy bleeds into Valentine’s candy bleeds into Easter candy and then we have only a very brief reprieve before the Halloween candy shows up. I mean, for the love of God, how am I supposed to resist Reece’s Eggs and Cadbury Eggs? But they are out of the house now. So is the cider and chocolate wine. I’ve still got several bottles of regular wine, but I’m never inclined to overindulge with that. I just gotta keep on keeping on.
This morning I broke down and ordered a few new pair of capri pants from JCP in the next size up. I am SO NOT pleased by this. It feels like admitting defeat. But the fact of the matter is that I live in Mississippi and it’s already flipping HOT, and it will probably be fall before I fit properly back into my pants from last year, which, granted, I will still be able to wear into OCTOBER because it is Mississippi and we do not have the classic four seasons. We have The Rainy Season, 3-4 weeks of Spring Pleasant, 7 months of OMFG is this the surface of the sun?, and another 4 weeks or so of Autumn Pleasant. I will have you know that Hell for southerners is actually cold because we’re used to the heat.
Anyway, we’re all stressy and in a holding pattern about the sale of our house. It’s shown a lot for this time of year, but there’s no bites yet. One couple wanted to buy it to rent out, but they aren’t going to get what they want for it since it only has one bathroom. It is what it is. It’s a small house. It was never supposed to be anything else. There’s definitely a market for this kind of thing because it’s close to campus and downtown. But we are a college town and it’s just a bit early for the true real estate season. Nobody has made an offer on the house we’re trying to buy–yet–but the longer this goes on, the more likely it is that it will happen. And in this market, we can’t afford the risk of agreeing to close on the new house without having ours under contract. We can’t afford two house payments for more than a month. There will, no doubt, be other houses that are fine. But we will NOT be able to find another property like this in our price range in this area. So hubby and I are both really depressed and disheartened today. We’ve just gotta pray a lot that all of the issues with the other house are preventing people from wanting it because most buyers are lazy and don’t want to have to do anything to a property.