Checking in

I’ve been pretty quiet here for the past week. (For me) It was the work week from hell, and it really had nothing to do with work. I had my critique group on Wednesday, and never got home until about 9:00. For a guy who gets up at four AM, that makes for a long day. I ate some leftovers and stayed up until they had time to settle. I don’t do well eating and going straight to bed these days.

Critique group went well. Everyone likes The Hat. They thought Lizzie was a character they could get behind, and it seems to be off to a good start. I have some written critiques to address, but I’ll get to them this weekend.

Whereas; Wednesday and Thursday all felt like one big day, Thursday night was great. That’s when my baseball team swept the Dodgers out of town, and I got home at a reasonable time. On the spur of the moment I decided to do a free day for The Enhanced League. It moved some copies, and did about as well as I expected it to. It was mostly in fun. This happened though:

That tells me that under these specific categories there isn’t much competition. Either that, or there isn’t much during the late summer. Either way, I’ll take it. Who knows if I checked at the peak time or not. It could have gotten higher at some point in the day. I sincerely hope those of you who grabbed a copy enjoy it.

Honestly, I may do this again if my team manages to win the wildcard game or something. It was kind of fun.

Last night was another super long day. My parents, along with my brother and his family, came through town. They flew out for Alaska today. Everyone wanted to go to dinner last night. It was great seeing everyone, but made for another long day. I think I got home at 9:00. I also couldn’t have a drink, since I had to meet everyone after work, then drive everyone back to the hotel. They didn’t stay with us this time, because we aren’t close enough to the airport.

My brother is a home brewer. He brought me a jug of apple cider, one of mead, and a beer he made. He wants me to test drive them for him, and who am I to argue.

Frankie, the alarm puppy, went of about 5:30 this morning. I’m counting it as sleeping in, because I need the positive perspective. They both wanted a lot of poodle time with Dad today, so typing was slowed down a bit.

I added new words to The Hat, but not in bragable numbers. I spent more time going back over what I have. It’s a plants and payoffs type thing. If I want something to happen in chapter nine, I have to set it up in chapter four. It’s all forward movement, but that’s where typos happen too. Cut half a sentence, add a new half, and months later when rereading it makes no sense. That’s how it works for me. Does anyone else run into that?

This morning, Lizzie got fired, crashed her car, saved one of six babies, shot one guy then tortured him later. She also destroyed the upright bass that belongs to the hat. They’re at about their lowest point, but things are about to take an upward turn for them. I need to look at it with fresh eyes and make sure their emotions are suitable.  There was a lot of action, so some reflection is appropriate for my next blast. You know, after I go over it a bunch of times.

Speaking of the upright bass, these things must have more names than any instrument in existence: Upright bass, contra bass, double bass, bass fiddle, etc.

I’m typing this at Peterson Toyota. My truck needs serviced, and they have these little work stations I can use. These folks have always treated me well, until today. There is a service representative here today that is an absolute bitch. She acted like I was interrupting her day, and I had an appointment. She made some rude and condescending remarks, and it kind of pisses me off. Just in case anyone from Peterson reads this, her name is Bobbie Jo. I will also note that my wife and I bought two very expensive cars here, I brought my father here from Nevada to buy his Tundra, and sent a co-worker here for his Toyota. My Tundra is a 2013, and I may be replacing it in a couple of years. Peterson isn’t the only dealership in town. They don’t have to kiss my ass, but some common courtesy would be nice. I can do without the eye rolls, sighs, and snotty remarks.

My wife has to work tomorrow. I have some serious editing to do on The Yak Guy Project, but I need a table to set up both iPads.  It’s our plan to assemble about a half ton of table when I get home. After that, the big flooring project of 2017 will be complete.

Hope you guys are having a great weekend so far.


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29 responses to “Checking in

  1. I’d been taking our cars to the same place for the past 11 years – until a month ago for exactly the same reason. Went a few doors down the street on the recommendation of a friend and liked them immediately – their dog hangs out in the waiting area.

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  2. Management needs to know Bobbie Jo is costing them money and needs a little attitude adjustment. I never used to call out people like that when I was younger. Afraid of ‘making a scene’, but then I realised that wasn’t helping anyone, least of all me, because I’d be carrying around my anger for a lot longer than the ‘Bobbie Jo’s’ were.

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  3. You should nail Bobbie Jo with the manager. I’m sure the manager would be distressed to know about the poor attitude. I’m sure you are not alone. I took my car to a local dealer and had a similar experience. I walk into the manager’s office and laid it on the line. of course, confrontation doesn’t bother me.I got a note from the agency owner asking what can be done to get my business back.

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  4. Congrats on the numbers and words. Curious to hear how the mead is. Been years since I had any.

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  5. Hugs. Hope all is resolved soon! You shouldn’t have to put up with that. Congrats on the feedback on your story! Enjoy the rest of your weekend.

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  6. People like that, who take such an active role in belittling and snarking, should not be in a service related field. We all have bad days but she was taking things to a whole ‘nother level.

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  7. Poor Bobbie Jo, I wouldn’t wanna be on your list.
    You and your up too late is like me and my up too early. Even when it’s to do something wonderful, I have sleep requirements!
    Mead is my son’s new obsession. He wants me to sample ALL OF THEM. Twice his age, I’m over here like, “No, buddy, I’ll stick to my bourbon. You enjoy your carbs. While. you. can.” lol

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  8. The Bobbie Jo’s of this world need to think again… Their time is over!

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  9. Hate it when you get snotty service! I’m having a similar problem with my broadband provider just now over paying top whack for a truly abysmal service – the reason why I’m not online much at present…
    I also get the brilliant copy turning to mush several weeks/months later syndrome. It’s a bummer for sure, but at least it means the tale is organic and evolving, so it’s all part of the honing and polishing process! 😀 This porject sounds like a good one anyway! 😀

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  10. My goodness, Craig, I am totally awed by how much you get done.

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  11. Sorry about the poor service . I hope the managr does something to give her an attitude adjustment so you can go back to the good service you’re used to.

    Hope you can get some early nights in this week to make up for the late ones last week.

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