Today was a great day! All of the weather happened yesterday, so the roads were in good shape today…I was a little worried. I woke up this morning and my first thought was “crap! I forgot to bake cookies!” So much for making a gluten free type cookie. I grabbed the big ole Sam’s Club sized box of Betty Crocker sugar cookie mix from the basement and got busy. It was kind of a miracle that I made it on time? Still not sure how that happened?
The big Winter writing event was today and I had to be there extra early to fill my first volunteer spot. It wasn’t as cold as I thought is was going to be at the door, plus I had a heater contraption next to me.
Classes started at 10am and all of mine were in the same room…right by the door where I spent my first hour. The first class was packed! The poor woman who was leading the class was late because she was lost and she didn’t bring enough handouts. Kudos to her for keeping her cool and moving on. Someone made her more copies, she talked, and I learned that I am not giving the noun the power it deserves. Something to work on for sure.
The next class was on children’s lit. I have read a lot of YA, more when the Girl was younger but SB and I have read quite a few books from this genre by our own free will. There was a ton of information in this class and I think I have been to one of her classes previously. I learned a lot about word count and she gave a lot of writer resources.
Next was lunch. Thankfully my input got us salads but I wasn’t sure about the dressings…I didn’t think that one through. There was a chance that their house Italian had soy oil in it, so I opted for the ranch. Other than the mild case of heartburn, I think it will be okay? Hopefully? I know soy oil will give me a big cyst like pimple so that is never worth the risk. Honestly…I even thought about bringing my own dressing this morning when I was making the cookies but I was more worried about the dressing leaking on my writing so I took a chance. Thankfully it was a mild heartburn. Lunch was also my second hour of volunteer time. I didn’t do as much as my first hour but that’s okay.
And in a blink of an eye…it was time for the last workshop. Oh that first sentence…. My first sentence is part of a flashback…is it enough? Honestly I don’t know? Maybe when I get to the end I can revisit that line? I learned tons in the last class, took lots of notes, and now have a new list of must reads. This was my favorite part of the day, I truly learned a lot!
The consensus between all of the classes…I need a Twitter account. I have no idea how to tweet but it looks like I am going to have to figure it out. I have a nice list of people to follow once I get set up, I just have to get there.
I booked it after the last class, I didn’t even get to say goodbye. I needed eggs and the farm where I buy them is only open on Saturday and they close at 4pm. I tried using some regular eggs last week and yuk…I have become a free range egg snob. You can’t but those at the grocery store, well you can but they are inferior. I am good until March and then I will need to make another run.
Because I needed eggs I got to check out the new exit on the interstate. It was very convenient! I had to do some back tracking to go to Sam’s Club so it was convenient both ways. Gouda cheese, grapes, and fresh spinach are the weekly things that keep me going back to Sam’s Club. I still had to stop at the grocery store for red leaf lettuce and I needed a bottle of Kombucha for work. (I drink it with my lunch)
I also stopped at a local ice cream shop since I can eat their chocolate ice cream without having a reaction. There was no line and when she opened the window a big ole smell of skunk wafted out….seriously? The girl working the window is always busting her ass since she is usually by herself. There was a young boy in there today….which one of them was smoking weed? I know I have a super sniffer but I can’t believe the average person can’t smell that nasty smell???? Plus…could somebody please explain to me why pot smells like skunk? It has always smelled bad, but in the eighties…it stunk but it didn’t skunk stink? Say that real fast three times…
Then I came home and started on the mundane weekend chores. I would like to get as much done as I can tonight so I can work with tomorrow’s full moon. Thankfully I can still ride my inspiration since there is another writing club this Tuesday. Last month I got so much done there. When I am home, there is always something I “should” be doing. Writing always takes a back burner. I might even food prep tonight so tomorrow is a completely free day? Maybe? Part of me still misses my afternoon nap…7:30 might be a little late to partake in that luxury for today.
So I guess I’m gonna go figure out how to make one of those Twitter accounts….man did that statement make me sound older than my 49 years….Zia