Friday, July 30, 2010

She must have known what was coming

I wonder how aware my daughter is of her surroundings and whether she understands what I say. Sometimes I think she's got it, while other times I'm positive she's clueless.
Well today, it was like taking the dog to the see the vet. They just know where they're going and what's expected.

Chloe had her one-year checkup today. She talked a lot, so much and so loud that I couldn't hear the doctor when she was speaking. Sound familiar?
But when the nurse came into the room, she started getting antsy. It's as if she knew there were shots coming.
She struggled with me and wailed as if she lost a limb. Then she was cranky and needy for the rest of the day. This is why I scheduled the one-year visit at 4:10 p.m. on Thursday. I knew the shots would hurt and she'd need time to recover. Unfortunately I forgot about the appointment. I arrived at 5:10 p.m. instead, long after everyone went home. So I got the pleasure of having an 8 a.m. appointment today.
It's my fault. Miss an appointment and pay for it with a cranky daughter for 12 hours afterward.

Wednesday, July 28, 2010

I've been writing this book for 2 + years

So I'm a procrastinator. I don't deny it. When I have to get something done and have a deadline, I'm there. It's organized, it's done. But when it's for myself, I putter.
I've been working on this book for two plus years and have about 63,000 words written - only 30,000 more to go. That sounds like a lot, but it's not really. Most decent sized books - 400 plus pages - are about 90,000 to 100,000 words.
It's ironic because most of our stories for the newspaper don't exceed 500 words. If they do, they get snipped. At work I've found it very challenging to write tight. You gotta make every word count.
I'm doing that with my book and it's slow going. It's easy to write sloppy. Making every word precise and meaningful  is tiring and exhausting. That's probably why it's been 2 plus years and I'm still not done.
But unlike the past two years, this time I have a deadline. I go back to work the Tuesday after labor (labour) day and I want the first draft done by then.
Wish me luck.

My little goofball is one

My sweetheart is one today. We sang Happy Birthday and she greeted us with smiles as she does most mornings. Her party is Saturday, so we won't be doing much.
When I dropped her off at daycare - she goes one day a week to let me write - she cried. Breaks my heart every time she does that. But she recovers pretty quick. Isn't she darling?
We think so.

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