Friday, December 01, 2006

  • It's over

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    A few minutes ago, I watched the clock tick away the last moments of November on the NaNoWriMo home page until the message "NaNoWriMo 2006 has Ended" appeared.  At the last second, I had the urge to yell Happy New Year.  I know I made the goal early, but it was still a bit of a thrill to watch the clock tick away, and know that I had made the goal.  

    Congratulations to my writing buddies,  RedHairedCelt, and GoJake, who both made their goals as well.  I had no fear Jake would get there, and leave us in the dust, and she did get there first. But Red and I beat her NaNo word count!  (Ok, so for the GSC she kicked our butts as always but hey, I take my victories where I can). 

    November shaped up rather well. I accomplished:

    • I topped 60K for the month and that was more than twice my normal goal. 
    • I made 162 illustrations at work.
    • I hiked about 20 mountain miles.
    • Cooked a big Sunday dinner every Sunday this month.
    • Endured Mavis.
    • And contracted Lyme desease. (Humorus blog forth coming, as humor is the best way I find to deal with such angst).

    It's been a full month.

    ****** EDIT *********

    Ok, I don't have Lyme! Yeaaaay!  It wasn't the right sort of tick that got me.  Greenray made the comment asking if it had anything to do with my walking in the woods. Well here's the irony in it all: Nope.  

    I have walked nearly 200 miles in the woods this year without a single bug bite, and that's because, simply, I'm careful about it. Very careful, because I don't like them.

    So where did I get bit?

    Sitting at my computer. 

    Yes, with all my percautions, there was a tick with my name on it, determined to get me, and found me by riding in on my cat, who took her customary place on my lap while I was writing the other night. When I got up, there was the offending little creature embedded in my belly button. It took several attempts with the tweezers to get it off, all the while the little bastard was getting fat on my blood. When I finally got it off, I had a large welt.  By morning it was a bit bigger, but not spreading.   

    I've been to the doctor, with the culpret incased in plastic wrap, and to my relief was told "that's the wrong sort of tick for Lyme."   Yeaaay! I got the wrong tick.  So it's only mildly annoying until the welt heals, which should be soon.

    Yeaaaaay!

     

    Can I go to sleep now?

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