So, I woke up at 5:45, and my neck was swollen and sore again and I addressed the universe in a disrespectful manner. Then I took the Command Decision to FTS, got up, got dressed, made a cup and a thermos of tea, took that and a KIND breakfast bar back to Steve's office, woke up his computer and got to work.

I broke for lunch around noon, having written about 800 words -- lunch being a chef's salad from the deli. I ate a little more than half with a serving of soup I'd had in the freezer. Tomorrow, I'll put what's left -- some meat, cheese, tomato and onions -- into scrambled eggs for breakfast, so that's ONE meal figured out for tomorrow.

Returned to Steve's office after lunch and wrote some more. Got tired eventually and quit for the day. Did my duty to the cats. Waiting for the mail to arrive so I can bring in the package that's supposed to be included before the ink freezes, then take a shower and probably collapse.

I should report that I feel somewhat better than I did when I woke up. I did take the combined Motrin, and if the kind of pain I woke up with this morning is what it's keeping at bay -- all honor to it. Also used hot compresses on my neck.

The cats have been hanging in all day, which was! Cloudy and warm. Snow is melting, or at least compacting. I'm really glad I asked the Magnificent Plowguy to sand the driveway. HUGE improvement.

Finished watching The Apothecary Diaries last night. My *goodness*, that was some tight storytelling! Well done, writers.

I can now cancel Crunchyroll. I do, yes, realize, that there's a ton of anime offered there, but the chances of my stumbling upon anything actually worth watching are, um, low. If anybody had a rec that's worth keeping Crunchyroll around for -- by all means speak. My taste, apparently, runs to stuff like AD. Back in the day I liked Fruit Baskets and ... the one with the duck -- ah. Princess Tutu. Writing Anime. If that's not a subgenre, it ought to be.

And the mail's in! And Rook is chasing Tali around my office because it's all her fault. I'm pretty sure I don't want to know what "it" is.

Writing stats: New words written (I think not all of these today, but honestly, what do I know?): +/-2,190. Total words in WIP: +/-124,117.

And that's the beans.

How's everybody holding up?

Earlier today.  Firefly had ennui.

According to the nice doctor at local clinic, I have a "virual something" and can expect to continue to feel like melted ice cream for about seven days.

The coon cats are on the case, but updates will be sporadic.

Thank you for your understanding.

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