I won't torture all of you by recounting my disgusting work day. Suffice it to say that it involved a person clipping their fingernails at their desk, me nearly being pelted with said fingernail clippings and a boatload of inconsiderate people who pretty much just created unnecessary work for me. Rock.
I wrote some tonight, though not as much as I hoped I would. This trip is sucking the life out of me. My coworker and I erupted into a hysterical giggling fit, complete with laugh-crying, at the end of our meal tonight because we were both nearly delirious from this endless, endless week.
Ugh.
But! The point is, I did write. I didn't get as much word count done this week as I hoped I would, but I wrote everyday except one and that's a good thing. Total (pitiful) word count for the trip so far is 1,376 words. *sigh* I actually checked it three times because I would have but cold hard cash on a bet saying it was at least twice that. Drat.
Tomorrow I should get some time in at the airport and on the flight, assuming I don't crash completely. My goal is to have this rough draft done by mid-July (one year from it's creation!) which means I need to figure out my daily word goals and, oh yeah, stick to them. Perhaps I'll do that before bed tonight. Yanno, in the next three minutes.
Tootles!
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