Holding pattern...

On page 81/470 of the rewrite of DitD. Still on track for an April finish. This is the first place where more than minor continuity changes have to be made.

Put another 1K on the plot bunny's current work.

More yard work today. I hope they come finish the fence. Waiting is somewhat stressful because I can't leave the house in good conscience, and I can't really 'get into' anything work-wise because I might be interrupted. I'm still in a holding pattern.

Sent someone an e-mail yesterday that may get me slapped with a large bill. (I am prepared to pay it.) However, today's horoscope reassured me that:
Today is not a day to worry about consequences. It's a day to get things started. There is a great deal of fiery energy in the cosmos helping you along in your quest for the new and fresh. Take the lead and try not to get thrown off track by leeches and party poopers.

Possibly not true, but oddly apropos.

Fence guys...

...are here. I've been stressed out watching them.

I hate watching people do manual labor.

A) It always makes me feel deeply guilty--like I should be out there helping them. (Yes, I know I would just get in the way.)

B) I want to supervise, at least, because surely I could do it better. (Yes, I know I would just get in the way.)

Both reasons are stupid. I know that. Drives me nuts anyway.

I settled for taking them a pitcher of water, rescuing a probably-too-damaged-to-survive Amaryllis bulb, and then going back inside where I can't see. (Blinds all closed).

Fence guys finally gone.

We haz a fence.

I fell off the wagon and had a Diet Coke and a slice of pound cake.

Tomorrow is going to be great day, with no fence guys, no waiting for fence guys, plus all the cement will be set. And I can get to work resurrecting my yard.