Had a great massage this morning, ‘though I would’ve been utterly happy if it had lasted twice as long or more. Had a pretty good chiro appt—my lower neck made all sorts of happy popping noises, but my upper neck remained stubborn. It will probably be a few more sessions of both massage and chiro before the wind damage is fixed. Then I had an eye appt, at which we determined that soft contacts are a failed experiment (pity); new gas perms have been ordered.

After that, we went food shopping and cat litter shopping and necessities shopping, and then I asked Ken to take Charlie to the vet (another bout of granuloma or whatever it’s called, plus all the cretins have fleas). I can see the bottom of my e-mail right now, but I still have a lot more to deal with. I’ve hit that point where I feel overwhelmed at everything on the list(s), unable to pick one to focus on. I hate that.

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FYI, I’ve commented on any journal comments from the past 3 weeks or so, in case anyone wants to check back.

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Did I mention I bought the notebook on the trip in large part to get down all the myriad ideas that were attacking me for yet another novel? Like I need another novel idea right now. At first I couldn’t decide whether it was one big honkin’ novel or four books, each about one sister. I think it’s the former. I have characters (description, family relation, basic characteristics, and what they have to overcome to fall in love), and part of the setting, at least. What I don’t have, yet, is an actual plot. It’ll come to me eventually. Hopefully after I’ve written the several other books that are already waiting their turns.

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My floor loom is warped! [happy dance] Now I have to get a shuttle that’s the right size, and I can start weaving!

(Yeah. Like I have any time to weave. But still!)