It's Raining, It's Pouring

Yup, another day of rain today.  And she is coming down quite some wetness.  Luckily when I got up, and the day broke, I was motivated enough to go out and clean out the coop.  It was getting pretty rank from having birds in it longer than usual.  But I managed to clean it all out and put in fresh wood chips.  While this was going on they were out wandering around and pecking at things.  I have no idea what those things may be as I can't imagine any insects still kicking around.  Perhaps they eat grass?  Anyway after I was finished and back in the house and doing house things a serious battle royale commenced outside.  It turned out to be Guinea Fowl vs. Mallard Ducks vs. Canada Geese.  If the outcome is based on sheer volume, then the guineas win hands down.  If it was decided on lack of giving a big flying fart, then the ducks win.  The male didn't turn around to look at the hens even though they were less than two feet away, and the female just floated around serenely with her head tucked down for a nap. 

By the time I got my camera (iPad) the geese had gone and the ducks were slowly paddling away.  It would have been a great picture.  The Jets vs the Sharks vs...the Hens?  Ah...such is life in the land of the East where the tea is warm and the shoes are worn. 

Then finally the skies opened up and it is coming down in torrents...and I don't mean the good kind where you get to watch a movie afterward. 

Yech

Yesterday was a shitty day (weather wise) the first snow fall of the year (nothing spectacular) and rainy as well.  It was dark, overcast, gloomy...in fact it was a dark and stormy night.  LOL Which of course made me want to do nada.  And I managed to do that in spades.  Well I did go to my writers group and do some critiquing, so I guess I did do something.  I also got all my laundry done, well the washing machine and dryer did, but I had to manhandle it in and out, and then put it all away.  I also managed to eat--a LOT.  Now I just can't seem to get motivated.  The temps have dropped to -1.  So brrrrrrr.  The birds don't want to come out of the coop.  I don't blame them.  After all they are originally from Africa.  (Well these guys aren't, they're from Blockhouse, but the species...)  We plugged in the light and now the concrete mass it is buried in should be getting warm.  I don't know if that is a good thing or not.  I wonder if it's better to allow them to acclimate until it gets really cold. 

Yes as a matter of fact I am procrastinating...why do you ask?  Okay--time to do some writing. 

Homework...sigh

Is there an age one gets to when they don't have homework?  Because so far I've never actually hit it.  I'm pretty sure that one solid year hasn't passed me by where I haven't been taking some kind of class since I was old enough to get me some schooling.  So consequently have always had homework of one type or other that I have to do.  So here is me...doing homework...and procrastinating...because...Sigh. 

Although it is a warm, warm day today, right now it is foggy and overcast.  I can't remember what the chances are that it will drizzle...40%?  60%?  Something along those lines.  So I will do my homework...write some more (hopefully just write and not edit) and if it isn't pouring, take the hell hound for a walk.  I was going to wander far and wide yesterday because the weather was SPECTACULAR but I ended up hauling wood.  I guess that was more productive than walking and allowing my brain to ponder...but still...such a beautiful day....

On the upside I've finished my laundry for the day, made the beds, had breakfast, and let the birds out.  And all before 7am.  Yeah me. 

I Was Told There Would Be Days Like This

I'd love to be able to quit chortling gleefully about the weather, but I just can't.  It is blue skies again, sunny again, and if things go like they did yesterday--there will be warmth in the air!  It's awesome.  I am in awe.  That's what happens when you get to the other side of a long tunnel of craptastic weather.  Which means today will probably look much like tomorrow for my schedule.  Write/edit/write/critique...have lunch...go for a 7k walk...write/edit/write/edit...have supper.  (Now I bet you're jealous eh?)

The hubby didn't manage to kill off any deer, but he was nice enough to come in and negotiate with the tire buying guy and get full price.  Tire buying guy arrived and left acting like a major douche.  So I did not feel any sympathy for him.  And the best part...while I was writing the hubby was hauling wood.  Lots of it.  Although I feel a bit of guilt with him doing all that manual work, I feel happy to have the luxury of sitting for hours at a stretch and working on my project without serious interference. 

Bring on the sun...and bring on the creative brain cells!!!! 

Early Morning Initiative

I thought I would sit down and click out a few words before getting to some serious work.  I am out in the Wookie Cave early, showered, fed, and in the mood.  It doesn't happen often folks so I am taking advantage of it.  I am also taking advantage of feeling like I want to blog.  It is a new (old) thing so here I am.  I let the birds out, and even though there is still frost on the ground they took to it right away.  The dog, in her infinite wisdom decided that she wanted to hang with me in my studio.  Right now she is 'on guard' at the window which is the perfect height for her, she can sit and watch for all the goings-on out there without having to be out there.  The hubby is out in the woods waiting for an innocent Bambi to wander by so he can murder it.  Don't tell anyone but I am secretly hoping that there be no Bambi murders for the next long while. 

I also have a guy/person/Klingon coming to have a look at the set of tire I have up for sale.  Kijiji rocks some times.  How else would I get rid of something taking up a lot of room and being able to make money which will go towards new winter tires for the new automobile?  There is the want ads in the paper, but does that even work anymore these days? 

And fingers and toes crossed...but it appears to be a lovely day out there.  And if the weather guys are to be believed, it might be a beautiful day for the next several days.  If that is true I will be doing a happy dance.  It would be sweet to finally get the last of the wood in.  That being said I am now off to the Never-Never Land in my head. 

More of the Same...

Today what did I do but sit and write...well actually sit and edit a little bit more.  Writing is infinitely better than editing, most especially because after editing for hours when someone else reads it they tell you all kinds of shit about your writing that you missed.  "Do you realize you forgot an entire page?"  "You spelled the wrong."  "This part doesn't make sense, did you mean to put a wizard in the middle of a funeral?"  And so on...

I tried a different tack with the birds today.  You see some days it is easy peasy lemon squeezey to get them into their coop, other days I just want to borrow the hubby's shot gun and get rid of the little bastards.  So today I went out and taped them, I figured that they might respond to their own annoying noises.  They were pretty dam interested.  I got four in the coop before I even turned the recording on.  But f*cking Low Man still was being a serious pain in my arse.  So I tried the recording...nada.  Did not work.  I can understand why he is at the bottom of the pecking order, I'd like to take a peck out of him myself.  Grrrrrr.

Editing

I spent ten hours editing a 27 page chapter today.  Ten hours!  On something which has already been written.  Is that crazy, or it that crazy?  I'm sure it was a 110 times faster writing the original draft.  Grrrr.  No I'm not too picky.  But the good thing is that at least I've gone over it once...and...I got it down to 26 pages.  Oh joy. 

I even managed to get a walk in about half way through.  I had to.  It was sunny out there.  Cold, but sunny.  So we donned our orange, neon, glow in the dark and daylight apparel and headed out.  I don't have to tell you how excited the hell hound was.  She literally pranced.  Yeah so that isn't really all that different than her normal self, but she was pretty excited.  And so was I.  Sitting on your ass and concentrating for that long can be hard.  Is hard. 

Four vehicles passed us on the road.  Four!  Its a record for round these parts.  Hunting season makes it like Grand Central Station here in the sticks.  I don't like it.  The crowds make me feel claustrophobic.   We might have to move. 

I just realized something...I have a finished story that would go along well with the whole Remembrance Day theme and I did not submit it to my editor in time.  I put in something completely unrelated.  That was smart.  (No it wasn't.)  It just shows how much, a) I don't pay attention to upcoming events, and b) that my brain is fried and has too many stories rattling around in it.  Plus I'm pretty sure I don't really care.