If it weren’t for the writing yesterday would have been a great day. I went running again for the first time in two weeks, and it made me really happy, and I did some laundry, and helped make lunch, and taught a lot of students, so all in all a good day.
But writing went exceptionally slow in the morning, and then I never really got around to write some more, and in the evening I was so tired that I just called it a day and crawled into bed.
Interestingly I woke up too early this morning, and am still feeling like crawling back into bed. And no, I don’t think this is normal, or due to how long I’m sleeping in the night. But I’ll have to wait a few weeks for my next doctor’s appointment to figure that out.
Today I will spent mostly waiting for the IKEA delivery. It’s supposed to arrive some time between 7 and 2. I do know that they won’t arrive at 7 because it’s now 8 in the morning. I am carrying the dreaded phone around me all morning because they’re supposed to call shortly before arrival. The best thing for me woul be if they came some time between 9 and 10 but I bet I’ll wait and wait, and then they’ll either arrive right in the middle of lunch, or even a little later. And I won’t be able to go grocery shopping because I’m waiting.
Of course I will spend the time waiting writing away adding to my word count. Of course.