Anyway, it's day one, week three, and I've lost two more pounds!
I didn't make it to the gym this morning because 1) I was tired (cats again), and 2) I slept wrong on Saturday night, so have the upper back pain compounded by sore skin from laying on the shiatsu machine yesterday afternoon. Ouch. I need to lay on the heating pad tonight, I think, although I avoided that because, well, it's freakishly hot here now. (The low last night was 82f.)
Yesterday I mostly continued to break down my manuscript into chapters and watched movies on TNT, although I finally got the vacuuming done. I haven't heard from the current submissee (is that the right term?) on the list - so of course one can expect the next rejection slip any day now. But rather than getting me down, I continue to persevere, simply because the more people who read it the more good things I hear about it, so I KNOW it can find an audience. Somehow!
Good episode of Doctor Who this weekend - and for those who haven't seen, Season 3 starts on July 6 on SciFi, with both The Runaway Bride and Smith and Jones.
The new system at work has started, and despite theoretically being "easier" (and it really is), I felt like I was running at full tilt ALL DAY LONG, skipped lunch, and STILL didn't get done. And no one else did, either, except one woman - and checking her work proved she finished mostly because she simply stopped separating documents and writing claim numbers on them. *sigh* Just makes more work for the rest of us. So I was pretty grumpy by the time I left, having stayed an hour late, and we don't HAVE to go in early tomorrow, but we CAN - which means, of course, I will. But since we can't have any overtime (word from the Big Bosses), it HAS to be taken as comp time, so somehow this week, I get some time off - and counting Saturday, I now have six hours to take. I mean to take them in order to go talk to the bank about our loan. I'm chomping at the bit to get started!