I sold something yesterday that I knew I didn't have, and did not look forward to going to the storage unit to look for it. I've described the storage unit, haven't I? Think of the ending shot of RAIDERS OF THE LOST ARK . . . only with nothing of value tucked away in there.
Today was grey and miserable again, raining on and off, and I really wondered why I continue to walk the earth. But I opened the door at the storage unit, sighed, and there was the item I was looking for, only buried in about a dozen Walmart bags. Huh.
Sit-ups Today: 100
Sit-ups In March: 2129
I spent most of the day driving around, listening to an audiobook, hitting stores, just being on my own. It's something I do about once every other month, and I suppose it's really sad, but until the cabin opens up, it's what I'm gonna do. Shoot, then I'll have to start doing songs again, won't I?
Luckily, I'll still have songs from last year I haven't put out yet, by that time.
Push-ups Today: 66
Push-ups In March: 2148 (there's no way the sit-ups can catch up to the push-ups now, unless I start to really enjoy doing them throughout the day)
At the end of the night, I had been working for a while, but gotten no words in, and I had had a problem the day before trying to paste part of a story into the master document. It came out like this:
Even so, if it makes my pizza story better--and it still counts as writing--then why not?
Words Today: 733
Words In March: 17,492
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