I was up at 6am yesterday and went to bed after 11:30. I researched the ancient Egyptian god Set, I did a load of laundry, vacuumed the house, and finished the chapter I was working on. I think. I tack on the “I think” because I refused to go to bed until I finished it and I’m concerned I just ended it because I wanted to sleep so badly. I’ll read through it this morning and see what I have.
I took some pictures. This is what my great room looks like when I push on deadline:
Here’s a close-up of my table:
I seriously want a sign for my front door that says:
Do not disturb
Author at work
Once again, one of my neighbors from down the street came a ringing the bell. Fortunately, I wasn’t right in the middle of writing–I was emptying the dryer–but the last thing I need are these interruptions. I wasn’t going to answer the door, but since I was actually showered and dressed, and because if I didn’t answer, she’d just come back again, I did open the door. And she wanted to chit chat. Gah! Luckily, my dad showed up and he ran interference for me.
Doesn’t it always seem to work that way? You FINALLY start getting in the groove and…….the phone rings, the neighbor drops by, the dinner burns.
LOL.
That room looks sooooo much neater and cleaner than where I work. LOL.
Jennifer,
I’m compulsively neat. It’s just a good thing I live alone or my family would have nowhere to eat. I’ve got the table covered and the entire snack bar part of my center island.
Patti