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Dec. 11th, 2014 08:02 am![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
the_rckMy Yuletide fic stands at a bit more than 2000 words. It's far from done. I have to manage some sort of closure, and I have to edit in a vast amount of description. There's also something going on in it to which the point of view character is oblivious but that is neat and that I would like readers to pick up on. I haven't worked out how to pull that off though. I may need someone to read the story and talk to me about how to fix that. There are two potential beta readers on the spreadsheet for Yuletide beta readers. I'm a little surprised it's so few. Usually there are more for this fandom.
We ended up not going to the book sale last night. Cordelia didn't want to go to the social part, and neither of us mustered the energy to get out of the house. We both knew we could shop today. Of course, Cordelia's class goes in to shop this afternoon. I will work the morning. I have her three book wishlist and will buy what's on it. I may also buy a slow cooker cookbook. I don't think I'll buy anything else. There's stuff I wish Cordelia wanted, but she's not interested. I think all three of her picks are fiction paperbacks. Usually, there's some non-fiction she wants, too, but there's not much history in the sale this year.
I have taken an Ativan this morning (I took one last night, too, when we were still planning to go to the evening sale). Dealing with the cash register will be stressful enough to merit that. I'm debating when to go in. I'm officially signed up to work nine to eleven, but my usual volunteering time is eight to eleven. I wouldn't mind the extra hour to do things like get the dishwasher loaded, but I also wouldn't mind some time at the sale before the kids start arriving so that I can do my own shopping. Maybe I'll compromise and go in at eight thirty.
Scott had to go to work early this morning. I know he didn't sleep particularly well. He woke when I came to bed, and that's generally a bad sign. I hope this means he won't have to go in early tomorrow or Saturday, but I'm not holding my breath. Him working early on Saturday would make our schedule tight-- We need to be at the middle school for Cordelia volleyball game at eight forty five, and Scott might get home as late as eight and still need breakfast and a shower.
We ended up not going to the book sale last night. Cordelia didn't want to go to the social part, and neither of us mustered the energy to get out of the house. We both knew we could shop today. Of course, Cordelia's class goes in to shop this afternoon. I will work the morning. I have her three book wishlist and will buy what's on it. I may also buy a slow cooker cookbook. I don't think I'll buy anything else. There's stuff I wish Cordelia wanted, but she's not interested. I think all three of her picks are fiction paperbacks. Usually, there's some non-fiction she wants, too, but there's not much history in the sale this year.
I have taken an Ativan this morning (I took one last night, too, when we were still planning to go to the evening sale). Dealing with the cash register will be stressful enough to merit that. I'm debating when to go in. I'm officially signed up to work nine to eleven, but my usual volunteering time is eight to eleven. I wouldn't mind the extra hour to do things like get the dishwasher loaded, but I also wouldn't mind some time at the sale before the kids start arriving so that I can do my own shopping. Maybe I'll compromise and go in at eight thirty.
Scott had to go to work early this morning. I know he didn't sleep particularly well. He woke when I came to bed, and that's generally a bad sign. I hope this means he won't have to go in early tomorrow or Saturday, but I'm not holding my breath. Him working early on Saturday would make our schedule tight-- We need to be at the middle school for Cordelia volleyball game at eight forty five, and Scott might get home as late as eight and still need breakfast and a shower.
