I mushed my glasses for the last time.

Actually, I suppose I could mush them again, but then I'd be mushing their remnants, not the whole pair of glasses. I broke off the left earpiece yesterday, so now I have an impromptu lorgnette. My face is getting sore, I think because I unconsciously scrinch it up to try to keep the lenses level across my nose and of course it doesn't work.

Maybe I can talk Gary into the opera. Except I'd much rather see "Stomp" when it gets here.

In other news, I'm honing my ability to make passive progress. Thursday is my last day at work (yay!) which isn't so passive, I guess, since I had to give notice. But I also neglected to complete my grad school application, and in so doing gave myself not only the summer off, but through the end of the year as well.

I think this is a good thing. I've been needing a real break for a long time now, and during the times that were supposed to be my breaks I kept signing up for bigger chunks than I realized. So, in this case not doing something was the right thing to do.

The story still wobbles along. But, like a Weeble, it hasn't fallen totally over yet. I realized I needed to fiddle with some stylistic stuff and I was missing a scene. I had a long, long stretch where I constantly edited myself to a standstill and ever since I've really tried to just get a draft done before wading back in to fix stuff, but this is bogging me down, and I need to fix that style stuff and I need to fill in that missing scene. So I'm backtracking a bit, but I think that this, too, is okay.

So, except for the lorgnette and the scrinchy face, I'm doing okay.