So why am I wasting time with stuffed squirrels? It’s because I’m procrastinating. I know it. I managed to get very far ahead in NaNoWriMo early in this week so I can finish going through the chapters in Without Honor. I haven’t worked on other things like this blog, the other book or other commitments.
Earlier this week Ragnar stopped eating. It took all week but we finally found out he’d eaten one of Aia’s socks. While I’ll have to talk to Aia later about it, I feel really bad about this whole mess. He’s been a sock stealer since we first got him. I thought I’d been keeping him out of RONR but he managed to get a hold of one anyway. Maybe I dropped it when bringing laundry up and down the stairs and didn’t see it. He’ll be okay and will come home tomorrow. I pretty much stayed home this week instead of going out.
I had a two week moratorium on video games to get a lot of work done. I had a lot of deadlines which I managed to catch up on before November. I really sucked because while I call it a video game moratorium, it was also a knitting/painting/playing of any kind moratorium. I just put my head down and worked. I’m still behind in some ways.
Sick days are more and more frequent. Last night, for example, I was fine…until dinner and then I couldn’t eat it. So back to Cream of Wheat. Good think I like that. I missed the Pathfinder game I play in because of a really bad day the week before.
I got around to fixing the headings, menu and comment colors on the website. I can say now I have finished the new theme. I’m pretty happy with it and how it degrades. I’ve gotten a few comments that Opera has a hard time with it, however it looks find when I view it in Opera. It does skip a bit when you scroll…that seems to be a bug with Javascript in Opera. Not totally sure though. The CSS still needs some tweaking but most of that has to do with me liking cleaner code.
Finally that squirrel. A few of you scratched your heads at that. I’ve always carried a stuffie with me when I write. Various bears, a cat, a gerbil, and now a squirrel. It’s my Gazebo. I can write anywhere. I don’t need solitude or perfected space. Just friends and a chair that doesn’t hurt my back. Silly I know, but it works.
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