I haven’t felt very talky lately. Nothing wrong, just feeling quiet and lazy.
I’ve been writing every evening and sometimes I even crack open the WIP file during the day. I have to do it in secret, though, because if I tell the kids I’m writing and mustn’t be disturbed, you can guaran-goddamn-tee they are going to have something that can’t wait. If I just sneak off to the dining room, they forget I exist. Kind of hurts my feelings. Now that I’ve identified this tendency of theirs, I shall utilize it more. I do wish I had more options than the uncomfortable dining room chairs.
Now that I have a real wall separating my loft from the rest of the shed attic, I’ve focused on insulation. One side of my office is completely finished and the other (less hot) side is 2/3 done. Even with no insulation in the storage part, the whole attic is up to twenty degrees cooler than last summer, and my office is comfortable enough to just use a fan if I have to. My little a/c keeps me more than cool enough, though.
When I built my wall I pushed it out about two feet, but because of the slope of the roof, my usable space is about ten square feet. I love having a tiny office, just enough room so that the desk chair doesn’t fight with the stinky recliner, plenty of work surface to spread out on, a couple of lamps. I don’t think I’d work well in a huge space. I need to feel cocooned. Like when I used to hide in the dark closet as a child when I got mad, or in the OCU practice rooms when I tucked myself under the piano to take a nap.
So after I mentioned my new Caress Moroccan soap in the last post, the PR firm emailed me and offered to send me a sample of the Brazilian scent. I was expecting a little tear-open packet or at most a small bottle. Instead, they FedExed me an entire bottle of the Brazilian body wash. I’m going to use it for a few days and post a short review later, hopefully building some business karma. Someday I’ll have a product to push.
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I’m glad you’re writing. I’m glad it’s your WIP, too. You are both an inspiration and source of extreme envy.
And I think “guaran-goddamn-tee” should be an Oxford Dictionary, American Heritage, Merriam-Webster word. Added officially to the language as an augment and enhancement to the word guarantee. You can have a guarantee, but if you really want to be certain, get yourself a guaran-goddamn-tee. That’s IRON CLAD and UNBREAKABLE in any court in the land.
And it’s nice that your squeaky wheel got greased too. I like it when companies treat consumers like what they are — their INCOME source.
Love ya sweetie.
Do you think if I do a post about the Quest that Nissan will send me one?
That is so cool they sent you a full sized “sample”!
Those quiet and lazy times serve a purpose - let you recharge, just BE for a while.
Are you going to paint your office when the walls are done?
Love and hugs!
Fal, I haven’t thought that far ahead. Might be years before it gets to the painting stage. I’m just glad I can go up there before the sun sets.
And hey, I never thought of getting a car “sample”. Good idea!
Knyt, I have to clarify that the Moroccan soap was the good part of my shower experience. Neutrogena is the company I had a problem with, and they haven’t contacted me.
Love to you guys.