Time Flies By

When you're remodeling, especially when you're sleeping on the sofa.

Okay, that's a lie. It drags on like a week-long visit with a guest from hell. You know the kind of visit I mean, where you want to stab your own eyeballs out with a grapefruit spoon rather than spend one more minute with the person across the table from you?

It's sort of like that, but without the vast quantities of tequila needed to get through it.

Dusty and I had decided when we got back from Florida that we would replace our waterbed with a memory foam bed, with the bed frame that can raise and lower your back and knees. We've heard this would be good for my arthritis and has been something we've been planning on for a while. But we realized we couldn't use our current bed furniture with the new frame and mattress, and since it was one of those all-in-one types with built in end tables we realized we'd have to replace all the bedroom furniture. So we decided that while we were at it we would also replace the carpeting and paint.

What started out as a master bedroom remodel has become the master bedroom, oldest son's room, stairways and hallway remodel, complete with installing a new wall between the master bedroom and the master bath and a brand-new closet system.

Have I mentioned my children are home from school right now? Pass the tequila, please. Thanks.

So things have been hectic around Casa de Bell for the last few weeks. The bed furniture and the carpeting are in. The drywall job will be started next week as will the painting, and yes I know that's kinda backwards, but I trust the guy doing the drywall work and was willing to wait for when he was available. It's going to go from a black and white bedroom to a gray and periwinkle blue one. I'm looking forward to the change, but with all the comings and goings things have been going slow on the writing front. Add in the fact that Julian and Cyn have been arguing with me lately over the direction of their story, I decided to work on something else for a little while. My sci-fi story seems to be flowing a little bit better for me right now, so I am doing a little work on that while I work out what's wrong with Cynful. I'm going to have Dusty read what I've got so far. He might be able to show me where I'm going wrong. I have vague idea, but I can't quite figure out how to fix it and I want to see if he sees the same thing I do.

I'm getting more and more used to Dragon NaturallySpeaking, which means the words are starting to flow a little faster than they were before. That, too, was slowing me down. I'm not quite up to the speed I was when I was typing and my hand wasn't throbbing, but I'm slowly getting there. I still have to correct things by hand but not nearly as much as I did when I first started.

I'm looking forward to going to Authors After Dark in August, especially since it's going to be in my hometown. Just don't ask me whether I'm a fan of Pat's or Geno's. There's no way I'm getting in the middle of that war. We Philadelphians can get vicious when it comes to our cheese steaks.