Really, no. I haven't been writing for a few reasons:
1. Cat pee. The cats developed litter box issues and we've been spending a lot of time trying to figure out Why? Why, kitties, must you pee on the carpet? I was using the kitty-cam to surveille the targeted corner of the rug and catching cat pee action in actual pixels. Want to see? Want to hear more about it? No. Neither do I. What I really want is a day where I don't have to clean up any body wastes that aren't mine.
2. Physical therapy. I've been back at PT for the injuries from the accident. It's taking up a lot of time, and, while it seems to be helping, it's really painful. Who knew that the path to less pain involved so much pain?
3. Less caffeine. I noticed a correlation between my caffeine intake and my excessive worrying. I cut back on the coffee and chocolate. Now I'm worrying less and concentrating better on my work, but the stories, they just aren't there. My poor MS is languishing and I'm not moved to write little anecdotes about cleaning out the drains or the continuing saga of the stupid bridesmaid dress. It's something to think about. Getting my work done is good, but being a non-storytelling zombie? Not so good.
224 words | October 25, 2006 08:20 PM | Because I said