The saga of my weekend

Yesterday was the day of chores. Disassembling the sink was the easy part. Even reassembling it wasn't too bad. I have creaky parts today in my body, presumably from crawling around in the sink cabinet.

What is the deal with that stopper linkage? It isn't bad enough to have to crawl around and get covered with old sink gunk. At the end, you have to solve some kind of money puzzle that is kind of like taking the bent nail off of a horseshoe while blindfolded, contorted into a pretzel, and with your hands behind your back.

I confess that my sink still doesn't have a functional stopper, but I can use it otherwise. I'll probably get it if I keep trying for another few months.

I also managed to fertilize the lawn. Old What's Her Face* bought into a system from Zamzow's this year. We have to put certain bags of stuff on the lawn at certain times to make everything beautiful. I have no idea what their Humagreen product has in it, but it is the dirtiest stuff I've ever seen.

My feet turned black while looking at the bag, and it got worse from there. I bathed immediately afterward, and the black stuff sunk to the bottom and formed a sandbar. I Googled the ingredients, and it contains 10% iron. Iron's heavy enough to act like that.

Blog break: Otto invaded Old What's Her Face's shower. It was my job to dry him off, now he's running around like a crazy dog. Back to the weekend report.

We had date night at The Yardhouse. I had an upscale hamburger, and it was so filling I couldn't finish. I had a couple of wonderful beers, a stout and a Belgian Quad.

I woke up this morning to the sound of sirens. Someone must have decided to run from the cops at 6:00 AM. They must have driven circles around my subdivision.

Good news, we've had rain and thunderstorms all day. Idaho needs the water, but that has to be great for the fertilizer I just spread. I'm taking it as a stroke of luck.

After calling my parents this morning, I decided to tackle writerly things. I worked through my critiques and shaped up The Yak Guy Project. I decided I need to rewrite a character the guys haven't even seen yet. Yak Guy has several mentors, and I find them all talking the same way. This one can be more of an older brother type character to make him distinct. It's going to take some time, but will be well worth it.

I also worked through a wonderful markup of The Experimental Notebook II. This also took some time, but it improved my short stories greatly. Everything is looking good on my publishing schedule for this one.

This afternoon, I assembled another Lisa Burton Radio show, and scheduled a couple of guest posts to this blog. We have several interesting guests this week, so stay tuned.

I never wrote a single new word of fiction, but consider it a very productive weekend. I hope all of you had a great one too.

* Not my wife's actual name.


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46 responses to “The saga of my weekend

  1. Just imagining that fertilizer with the iron. Never done that part of yard work, but I’ve seen some stuff that’s darker than tar. The part about the beer reminds me that I have a new kind in the fridge that I want to try. Was supposed to have company over, but they couldn’t make it and now I have this Kentucky Bourbon Aged Ale to myself.

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  2. Old What’s Her Face isn’t her real name?! Had me fooled, man. I’m glad you did the “writerly” thing. Haha.

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  3. Glad it was productive!! That lawn stuff sounds nasty, lol.

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  4. Really nice stroke of luck with the fertilizer and the rain. Maybe this luck will appear in other ways soon πŸ™‚

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  5. Fertilizer and Rain. No way. Luckyyyyy

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  6. Bless your heart. You made me laugh out loud when I didn’t think it was possible. OWHF does well to keep you in projects lest you get bored.

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  7. Ali Isaac

    Sounds very productive! I’m having a hard time settling back into the swing of things after my hol… a week ago today I was still sitting under a glorious Cretan sky. Its been dull grey and wet since we arrived home. It just makes me feel low. I know I have to get a grip. I sanded and oiled some furniture over the weekend, that’s about it. Now I need to tackle my writing projects. Wish I had some of your drive. πŸ˜•

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  8. You make me laugh, Craig. πŸ™‚

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  9. We vanished out of town on Saturday for a family reunion several hours away. Sunday was catch up with errands, thought I did manage some time on my WIP. That always feels good.
    Sounds like you were productive too, both with writing and household stuff. And today starts a new week! πŸ™‚

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  10. I’ll say you were productive. Silly, Otto. I bet he looked adorable running around the house all wet. Aww…

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  11. You were far more productive than I was.

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  12. Yep – and planning to do it again this year. Are you in?

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  13. You did have a great weekend – the hamburger and beer was the best part, as far as I’m concerned. For the sink,forget it, get a plug. Old fashioned, but works. The lawn system reminded me of something we used, and my advice is, wash it off with a hose! Keep having fun!

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