I did wake up early-ish, did yoga and meditated and that was basically it. No writing in the morning. Had breakfast, read, surfed the web, had a dumb misunderstanding with my husband that reverberated all through the day – fun!
I did the dishes, wrote 267 words, did a load of laundry, tried helping with lunch but was rejected:
Did more dishes, contemplated writing some more, played a game on my iPad and got stuck, hung up laundry, changed the thing in the printer that I thought was making trouble, spent half an hour filling out the form for „Kindergeld“ because the boy will turn 18 soon, printed said form, found that the new part did not fix the problem, ordered some birthday presents, called my mother, helped the boy print something out (pro tip, when you print PDFs directly from Firefox you often get weird characters; better to open the document with dedicated PDF software and print it from there), started writing this post, answered an email, planned out the upcoming week and gave up for the day.
Then we watched ‚Eternal Love‘ while eating dinner, I started writing this post and went to bed on time. NaNoWriMo is a bust this year – again. Unless I managed to write 44,000 words in 15 days. I’d say that is highly unlikely. (That sentence just took me on a fifteen minute detour, the calculator widget is gone in the new Mac OS and I tried finding out more. Then I found out that I can just type into the search bar – interesting.) I would have to write 2,900 words per day, every day. Um, nope.
Today there will be running/walking, quite a bit of teaching, lesson prep, a little writing and some crochet. Can I have another weekend, please?