Searching is for another time

I know which snippet I want to expand into a story next. Last night I sat here and wrote something eloquent and meaningful. Actually I didn't sit here. I was in my recliner with my son's laptop and for some reason on it I always get an error message when I try to post here. So after all that typing and feeling good about it, I released it into the void. Pitched it like a line drive, and the person who was supposed to catch it, didn't. It was gone. Such is life.

After watching Cereal Fiction sit for three months unattended, I honestly debate the wisdom of writing a first draft online. But I want the challenge, even if the end result isn't quite what I'd like it to be. When I re-read Smiley Tie, it is abundantly clear to me that I left the story too long and forgot some of the details as I finished it. So now with my Rise & Shine & Write! pattern developing, I'd like to see what I can do with another one of the freewrites here that is sticking in my head an begging to be finished.

I may not start that until after the writer's conference this weekend. I have a lot I need to prepare for that and have ready to go. I sure hope I'm feeling better in two days. Today I woke up aching like, well like never before. It sounds like a commercial! LOL! I have not been drinking my water like I want to, so it may be dehydration to a degree. Also we're fighting over the temperature of the waterbed. Dh had turned off the heater. Brrrrrrrr. He can do it--his body is always toasty. Me--I swear sometimes I must be cold-blooded. I got him to turn it up and does he put it up just a notch or two? No. He turns it up so high I'm sweating, which means he can't stand it. Malicious compliance? He was the king of it at 8 from what I understand. So I turned it back down again. Too low. When I get cold at night my muscles clench. Usually in my back, which is hurting today.

On the other hand the worst of my aches and pains are in joints. Right shoulder, left hip and knee. Honestly I understand now why people say, "It's screaming at me." How I continued to sleep is beyond me, but I woke up wishing someone would just transfuse the ibuprofen before I had to move.

The other reasons for this could be: I'm catching ds's cold. (Please no!!!) or the weather is changing (Pleas yes!!! We are desparate or rain!)

Got the green light from household management to pursue my portfolio today. :) Bless his heart. I'm worried about the company we're supposed to have on Sunday. He's taken that on. So today is writing day. I keep thinking it's Thursday. Hope I don't accidentally skip workshop. Oh, crumb! Workshop notes..... Well, I'll be working that portfolio after workshop notes.

So I ramble on again. This blog was more interesting when I was doing prompts here. Not to mention the fact that I planted seeds then. I need to get back to the practice. Ideally I'd do Cereal Fiction in the morning and come here to start my afternoon writing session. Ideally. Guess I should set the goal and work toward it, right?

Oh, the walking is going very, very nicely. I have dropped 6.5 inches in the last 3 weeks! Wish those were pounds. Somehow the pounds are the more exciting loss. Maybe they shouldn't be. Progress is progress, right?

You've suffered enough today. I'm going to stop. Now I've been a good girl and done my morning writing, I get to search for that snippet.