November 24th, 2013

mood - pooped puppy: angstchic

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I am exhausted. Alicia and I went out and saw Catching Fire for the second time today with her BFF (and had a blast), but that meant I was up at 7am finishing the edits on my merlin_holidays story, then coming back to it from 2-5pm to wrap it up and get it submitted. I'm a wreck over it, mostly because I don't think it turned out the way I wanted. It's a new pairing for me, too, so I'm paranoid over that.

My foot is bothering me for some reason today, too. Not the toes or joints like it usually does if it's going to twinge, but deeper into the foot, like below the base of the big toe joint where they said they put the screw in. I keep getting random pains there, which is annoying.

I have so much to do yet. I have a novella due next Sunday that I only have 8500 words on, Colin arrives on Tuesday, and I still have to do the grocery shopping for our guests this week. On top of those, chores that have yet to get done include stripping and washing the bedding on the two guest beds and cleaning out my pantry. Craig and the kids did help me empty and wash out the refrigerator tonight. That helped tremendously. They've been a godsend this weekend.

I better go re-read my WIP so that I'm prepared to work on it tomorrow when I can.

It's going to be a very long week.