Last week was…not a good week. Monday, both kids were home, and Daniel spiked a low-grade fever (lethargic and flushed). Which meant he was home Tuesday, getting into stuff, and hanging about under elbow (he felt pretty much all the way better, but school rules keep him home for 24 hrs after fever breaks on its own). I got a couple things done on Wednesday, and then he came home broken-hearted: his girlfriend (yes, girlfriend–never mind that he’s 10 and she’s 9) was moving out of the school with her family. So I wound up with a weepy boy in my lap for a lot of the evening.
Friday, I triggered a CFS flare. Kinda came out of nowhere–hit fast, hard, and nasty as I was finishing up the grocery shopping. Spent the rest of Friday out of commission; spent a lot of Saturday like that, too, because there are always things that need done on a daily basis and I can’t take a day off of everything. Kept pecking away at writing, but longhand, mostly, and longhand on Sunday. I still need to transcribe what I got done.
Like I said: I did get a couple things done, even transcribed and finished, early in the week. Gods and Monsters is sitting at 72,000 words. 4,000 words more than it ended the previous week at. I have no idea how much I have to transcribe sitting in my draft book. And I’m working today. I still hope I can finish the first draft within the week (or two). Cross your fingers for me, please.