I’m starting off 2019 with an ear infection. It’s not ideal, but it could be worse. I’m thankful for generic medications! When I was finally able to get to a clinic, I had to wait about an hour and a half, which isn’t terrible. I’ve had much longer waits in my youth.
When I last left you, I had a deadline. I met it. Now I’m waiting for the next step to happen.
French – I downloaded a ton of podcasts.
Career – I applied for a position on the 20th and am waiting to hear more.
Home – I’ve decided to do Clutterbug’s 12-week challenge. This week is the bedroom.
The Blood Waitress Club – I’ve been plugging away at this. It dawned on me that since life is hectic lately, it might be best to give myself a reasonable daily word target of around 250, since I should be able to meet that even on busy days.
Puppy Chow – I’ve made a list of producers and even reached out to one.
Reading – I’m halfway through one book already: Crimes of Grindelwald.
Business – I attended a webinar today and learned some things.
Crisis – I decided I’m going to turn this into a screenplay.
Trumpet – I played once the other day.
The Page & The Magician – I made a list of agents.
Christmas with my family was decent. My dad wasn’t feeling great, so I spent part of it worrying, but he’s going to be okay. He has to change his eating for a bit and has some antibiotics. The drive there was easy, the drive back was horrible. They had plowed the passing lane on my side, but not the main one, so no one could pass.
Christmas with my boyfriend’s family was a little overwhelming. They spoiled me. A lot. They’re really loving people. I guess that’s where he gets it from.
I was pretty exhausted by the end, so we spent New Years Eve binging on Game of Thrones as I got several seasons for Christmas. My ears were bothering me then, but all the clinics had closed, so I treated it with vodka and a warm compress in the interim.
All right. It’s time to do those 250 words.