Oh well

[filthgoblin]

This weekend didn't really turn out as I expected. We had plans for Saturday that fell through for health and other more enigmatic reasons. But it's been nice. Mr G and I went to Cardiff yesterday for lunch and a wander and spent the evening at home. Today I've been domestically productive and managed to make two hone-cooked meals (including a fucking gorgeous lasagne, even if I do say so myself), do some cleaning and put away the groceries. Not earth-shattering but I feel I've not wasted the day. Then topped off the night by watching Shaun of the Dead, which made me grin very broadly indeed.

I took 15 mins or so whilst Mr G was in the bath this evening to progress a WIP I want to finish. I was pleased that I managed to get 700+ words out in that time, which is a good workrate, I reckon. I've promised myself I won't look back over it til I think it's done and then I'll edit it. If I can get another 500 or so words a day into it over the next couple of mornings I'll be feeling pretty satisfied with myself.

Comments

[minlliw.livejournal.com]

Enigmatic reasons? Should I be paranoid? Or is that just the PMT working its magic?
Hope your week goes well
XX

[filthgoblin.livejournal.com]

No need for paranoia. You were part of the illness reason. The enigmatic "I'll tell you another time, but it's just not a good time" came from a different quarter.

We really must meet up this week if we can. Tonight was my only night with plans. Let me know when's good for you...

[minlliw.livejournal.com]

Felt stoopid as soon as wrote that comment but my PMT demanded that I check!
Have no free nights this week and in London this weekend. Am free next week - will look at the calendar and text you
xxxxxxx

[filthgoblin.livejournal.com]

Don't ever feel stoopid. If there was any doubt it was my fault for being ambiguous.

Next week would be great. Have fun in London xxx