So, it is Monday afternoon and I have not made yeast bread, nor have I written a word towards my word count goal. So, like, yeah. In the interest of full disclosure, I decided to put this out there. Just so you wouldn't be too impressed with my lofty goals. Cause while they sounded so good, (don't they just sound so good on a Sunday afternoon when the week lies before you and such things seem possible?) they didn't play out so well.
I did, however, have a conversation with my agent in which we 1) discussed how great a time it is for my proposal to be circulating and generally patted ourselves on the back even though we, in fact, have no offer on the table-- that was beside the point 2) skirted the issue of whether he liked the portion of fiction I submitted to him by telling me to read some books on fiction writing (Yes, that is totally what he did. Hence the reason I am no longer pushing myself to write X amount of words on the fiction manuscript. Because, why bother?) and 3) discussed yet another idea that I had that he thinks is, quote, fabulous, unquote. He totally used the oreo effect on me and I didn't see it until the end of the conversation-- start off nice and complimentary, slip in something negative and close with something nice and complimentary. And so, all in all I can't complain. I do love, love, love my agent. He is my most favoritest agent I have ever had. And I have had a few, but don't ask.
Also today I have had the bathroom guy (I am so sure he would not like me calling him that) here finishing up some last minute details on the bathroom. (I will post pictures of the before and after on the blog because I know you are dying to see it.) I have gone to Target to stock up on much needed groceries. Because where else in the world (other than Walmart) can you go and get some new uniform pants for your son who had the nerve of growing out of his AND several days' worth of groceries all in one place?!? Oh, the sheer convenience of it all. I have gone to the bank, the library and through the Wendy's drive through for lunch ($2.92 for lunch for my daughter and me, now that's a bargain). And that's about it.
And so, now I am sitting here blogging when I should be doing something else. But why? I need a break. I am aiming for getting at least a loaf of eggnog bread made today. And blueberry muffins made tomorrow. And pumpkin bread on Wednesday. I might wait to do the yeast bread on Friday, and involve my kids. They might think it is cool. And if they don't, well, there is always tv.