I finished the drummer book today.
It feels really good to accomplish that goal this week. Then I turned my attention back to Arlyn’s story.
As for my intention to get some conscious rest this weekend, I put on Earthsea to watch and nearly fell asleep. Not because the movie was bad, but because I stopped. I stop and I go to sleep. Unfortunately (or maybe fortunately), the cats (particularly Bella) kept coming and wanted to be adored. They didn’t want to be held, just petted. Cats.
I should have taken more time, maybe actually taken that nap. Since I didn’t, along with some cell phone issues which rose their ugly heads today, some depression snuck in and messed with my head. I had to stop and ask myself why I keep coming back around to this. Some of the phone issues I discovered were notes I’d taken that I suspect are now gone. That nearly made me cry, along with all the other data that has come up missing. Data is one thing, even if I did have massive amounts of it that is now gone. But my personal notes of my feelings and thoughts, that’s another. I just feel kind of betrayed. I will never trade in an old cell phone every again. Lessons learned.
But I got another book done, so I will take my wins where I can get them.