I only worked until 3 am -- the exhaustion and eyestrain and the beginnings of artist's cramp in my right hand just became too much. *sigh* What a wimp I'm becoming in my old age. Fifteen years ago I would have pulled a 24 hour shift without even breaking a sweat.
I uploaded the pages I'd finished (9) and sent my editor an email stating that the rest of the pages would be done by Saturday afternoon, since it turns out that I promised him the issue "by the end of the week", which could arguably be Saturday. He's okay with that.
Off to Safeway in a few minutes to pick up meatloaf fixin's and some other groceries. No sign of George's brother yet, and he was supposed to come by for 1 pm. Perhaps he's forgotten, or is too sick to come because of the new medications he's on, and since he doesn't have a phone there's not much chance he's going to get in touch with us if that's the case.
In any case... yeah. Meatloaf tonight.
Oh, and when I was going through my cookbooks yesterday I found three real gems from the 1950's. More on that later.
I uploaded the pages I'd finished (9) and sent my editor an email stating that the rest of the pages would be done by Saturday afternoon, since it turns out that I promised him the issue "by the end of the week", which could arguably be Saturday. He's okay with that.
Off to Safeway in a few minutes to pick up meatloaf fixin's and some other groceries. No sign of George's brother yet, and he was supposed to come by for 1 pm. Perhaps he's forgotten, or is too sick to come because of the new medications he's on, and since he doesn't have a phone there's not much chance he's going to get in touch with us if that's the case.
In any case... yeah. Meatloaf tonight.
Oh, and when I was going through my cookbooks yesterday I found three real gems from the 1950's. More on that later.