Slow start to the day yesterday. We’re both still really struggling with Covid, and neither of us is definitely clear of it yet. We both think we can do something, so we do it, and then we’re exhausted for the next hour or so and have to take a rest.
But I think we’re getting better. I made it to my desk, for a start, albeit perhaps not at the time I would have liked.
I had my dirty cuppa and did what ‘fill-in’ work I could on my tablet, which wasn’t a great deal in the end. Once at my desk, I finalised the new look schedule.
Yesterday was revising Catch the Rainbow, so I could work on Part 1 for the bookazine, and the short story The Ace of Pentacles, which I’d only finished the week before. And I wrote up and posted yesterday’s blog post, which I’d already started on Friday before it all went pear-shaped.
I got embroiled in Catch the Rainbow and then spent the rest of the day on that, in fact.
In one of my breaks, I went out and picked some more blackberries, our second harvest of the season and of the week. When I went back to work, the poet took over, filled another trug, froze them all, and ordered some new containers to store them in the freezer in.
Son #2 came to collect the dog, who was very excited to be going home.
And that’s it.
Today it’s still the bookazine. Then next week it’s Novella #11 for the great novella challenge.
We’re still taking it easy this weekend. We both have to have new tests tomorrow. So whatever you’re up to, I hope it’s a good one!
Take it easy and get well. Every time you get this disease, it has a cumulative toll. If you push too hard too fast, it’ll only get worse in the long run.
Isn’t it great to stay with one piece the entire day? I so prefer that to having to jump between projects.
Have a slow, enjoyable weekend!
Yes, that’s absolutely the case. We’ve both felt better for about an hour or so, had a mad burst of something, then crashed again. At least we’re moving forward a little each time, though, and I’m about 3 days behind Ian, and he’s full of beans today! The tiredness has been the killer this time, I think. Sleeping sickness eat your heart out…
Working on one piece at a time has been a god-send, really. Otherwise I’d be pulling my hair out this week as well!
Thank you! We will.