Not much physical progress today

I didn't accomplish much--at least not much in my house.  I did catch up on my journal entries--I had been keeping notes so when I had time I could sit down and type everything up.  It is a little different when you are going "back in time," but at least everything has been documented. 

I did clean up five piles of cat vomit--two on the pink bathroom rug and three in  the living room on the hard wood floor.  At least it wasn't on the large area rugs which are a pain in the ass to clean.  The pink rug is small enough to throw in the washer once the puke pile is removed.

Ugh.

I spend too much time dealing with cat vomit.

I have been wanting to get back to writing daily again--so last night I signed up for Camp Nanowrimo--I have several ideas that have been floating around in my head, and I think having the Nano connection will be a good motivator.  I miss my friends at the IDBoF--but the place, which used to be a thriving internet community for book discussions and fun, is now a ghost town.  I miss those people.  Laurie has died.  Kvetch and GG have grown up, gone to college, and become real adults.  Only God knows what Brad is up to.  Last I heard, he and his wife were mourning their inability to have children and thinking of adoption.  I am thinking of them because they were my biggest fans and encouragers when I was writing regularly.  They would beg me for "more story" when I wasn't right on top of my daily goal--which was 1,500 words. The feedback was constant, honest, and intelligent as all of them--even the "kids" who were still in high school, were extremely intelligent and well read.  I miss that.

Ah, well.  Maybe I can find another writers' group on line that I can get involved with.

At least, starting on July 1, I am going to start writing 1,500 words a day again--now that I am retired, it should be a piece of cake. When I did it before, I was teaching full time and working like a dog. 

My goal for Friday is to continue working on my office area--it is the last place on the main floor that is still a cluttered mess.  There is a bunch of "paper" stuff that needs to be filed or tossed as well as a lot of pictures that need to be dealt with.  I have only sporadically and limitedly put pictures into albums for the last several years.  I have tons of pictures that are lying in boxes and tons more that exist only digitally.  I would like to get those all dealt with.  That may be my winter project. 

I should also take my car down to the gas station and fill the tank. It is almost to a quarter of a tank, and I have to take mom to two doctor's appointments next week.  Jack is taking her to Rochester on Friday as I just cannot walk all over the Mayo Clinic--and she can't see well enough to find her way around that huge place.  Jack used to guard prisoners who had to be taken to the Clinic or hospital there, so he knows his way around  there.  I wish I could wander around there--it is incredibly beautiful in places--lots of art and fountains--even a grand piano where a guy sits and plays throughout the day.

I have some boiled potatoes that I want to turn into potato salad today, and I have some blankets in the dryer that need to be folded and put into the linen closet.  I have a ton of stuff recorded on the DVR, including The Coneheads, which I need to watch and delete. I can probably do some of that while working in the office as I have a clear view of the Living Room TV from  the Office. 

There isn't much else from Thursday to report on. 

I am looking forward to getting back into my writing.