hellooo

I tried to watch the first episode of the 'Bachelorette' on my brand new liddo iddy biddy purple pc (I paid an extra $12 for the violet hue). I think it takes up too much memory, because it says ...loading... for fifteen minutes. Grrr. It's the first time in a long time I've just wanted to watch the telly late at night. My schedule lately has been thus: 7:30 push snooze on my alarm. 7:35 push snooze on my alarm. 7:40 push snooze on my alarm. 7:43 dismiss alarm before next alarm bleeps in my ear and I throw the phone across the room, rouse a drowsy Luke and blame him for getting to bed too late the night before. 8:03 eat breakfast. 8:16 call Richy for Book of Mormon reading of five to ten verses. 8:23 drive Luke to school before the late bell rings at 8:25. 8:52 fill pink plastic water bottle for 9 o'clock gym class. 10:17 shower until my skin melts from scalding hot water, cleansing my body of any sour or onionish odor (my only 'green' faux pas, I really try and conserve in other ways, like flattening and recycling all my cereal boxes etc., driving tinkling bottles to the glass recycling bin, and I very rarely travel in a private jet). 10:43 write, write, write my book. I am a writing, racing fool. I am racing, racing, racing to finish my book before Luke finishes school in a week!!! 12:43, tummy groans, so I race upstairs and eat two pieces of toast. 12:47 write, write, write and in the meantime, indulge in a coke zero, and nurse it until the bottom of the brown, teeth-staining nectar is warmish and flat. 3:43 wait for Luke on the front porch to come waddling home, blonde wispy hair blowin' in the wind, smiling, teeth too large for face. Huggies. Look at Luke's homework, assess his day, chat and laugh. 4:12 let him go out to play, or arrange a playdate here at grams and gramps, either way, I write, write, revise, write. 6:17 make dinner for the two of us, clean-up, ensure Luke's homework is complete, play a game, chat, give him a bath, chat, and read bedtime book Fablehaven Book #2 for 20 minutes or so, sing songs, brush teeth, call Richy for nightime prayers. Cuddles. 8:57 write, write, revise, write. 11:23 phone conversation with Richy. 11: 39 brush teeth, wash face, say prayers etc. 12:02 out like a light. For the last 2 and a half months I have rarely deviated from this schedule, except when Luke doesn't have a playdate and he just wants to hang out. Does anyone have a calculator because, I am writing all day. I have written 51,000 words of my novel, and no, I am not sending anyone a synopsis, don't ask me what it's about and don't ask me to send you an excerpt unless you are going to commit to actually giving me valuable input. Tonight was the first night (except when I went to see Prince of Persia on Tuesday night) I didn't want to write my book because I was too tired and mentally wiped out. All I wanted to do was watch a mindless, pointless bit of trash on the television, and my brand new purple pc I bought on credit (see last post) is too iddy biddy to let me watch a full episode! Grrr. But, I have a nice life, don't I? It's pretty great. It is currently 11:16 and I am due to call my husband in 7 minutes, I have deviated long enough. Goodnight.