Word count: 20872.

So yesterday was my first truly pitiful for adding to the word count. And strangely, I’m ok with that.

I got a call from my cousin who comes to Melbourne maybe once every six months, and she wanted to catch up for dinner. So I made the decision to go out, thinking I could write when I got home. We ended up at The Quarter on Degraves St, nice little place for pizza and coffee, though some air con would have been appreciated.

So was home by 8:45pm, thinking I still had plenty of time to write. But when I lay down on the lounge for 5 minutes, I realized I was in no state to concentrate on anything. So I went straight to bed, and was asleep by 9pm. And woke up this morning feeling a whole lot better for it!!

So the weekend is almost here. Again a busy one, going up to shepparton to see my sister compete in a half ironman, but am hoping that despite that, I can catch up a little on my writing.