. . . or not
38,470 - not so near home as I had thought I would be when setting up these pictures/titles a month ago.
11,530 words still to go.
And only 5 even remotely possible days to write - but I could finish in 5 days doing the 2500 words/ day.
Only 4 days realistically. Which will mean trying to average nearly 3000 words a day.
What a boring post for you to read.
Would it interest you to know that I have been sitting here at my desk all night? Breaking only to take my 5:30 walk. And now back again. What! writing all this time? feverishly trying to finish up?
No. Downloading pictures from my camera - because I haven't done that all month and suddenly was seized with an irresistible desire to do so. Posting last night's dinner recipe on the whole/fresh food blog that I have ignored for as many months as it would take to bring a child from conception to blinking in the daylight. Fiddling with the banner above which suddenly (in the face of my worry that I won't have time to finish because of the Thanksgiving visiting) seemed of the deepest essentiality.
Am I afraid that I won't finish before November 30th? Or afraid that I will?
Word of the Day - "martinet"
1. A strict disciplinarian.
2. One who lays stress on a rigid adherence to the details of forms and methods.
which is what I need today . . . Aw right, Emma J! snap to!