Happy St. Patrick’s Day

Yesterday was not a good day for writing. No, the novel is not gone. It’s still there, it’s still “pushing” but I couldn’t seem to settle. Hormonal I suppose. I used the excess energy to do about ten loads of laundry, meaning I’m all of five loads from doing the week’s laundry, which had accumulated.

So, today I started the day with a long walk – lovely weather. I like walking early morning and late in the evening this time of year. Now I’ll sit down and go over notes and work properly. Am contemplating going to the coffee shop to work, but not sure if it’s worth it. Last time I went someone as loudly arguing bus schedules next to me, and I couldn’t get anything done.

And that’s about it. More coherent blogging tomorrow

Happy St. Patrick’s day, everyone. I’ll be getting myself corned beef and cabbage later, and maybe a six pack of micro brew…