When trying to fix your new shower head do it naked. You will need to turn the shower on to see if the new shower head works. And…you getting where I’m going with this?
Yes, I was standing in my tub and flipping the lever around on my shower head mounted on the wall trying to see if the hand held shower head was fixed. The water shot out of the shower head not in my hand.
And I was soaked. Luckily, I was only wearing my panties and bra.
I’ve procrastinated getting my taxes done, but I’m sure there are millions of other American citizens, who have done the same…LOL.
If my accountant didn’t stop being an accountant, my taxes would be done by now. I’m going to a new tomorrow.
Hopefully, I won’t owe thousands of dollars and they do everything possible to get me a nice return.
I’m going to start drinking smoothies as a snack between meals, because the breakfast bars have waaaaaay toooooo much FAT in them. The weight I’ve gained goes right to my stomach and I’m not losing it.
So, I thought smoothies have to be better than the breakfast bars. I looked up some Smoothie recipes last night and they’re easy to make. At the grocery store this morning, I bought some bananas and I have frozen fruit in the freezer. I bought ice cube trays and an ice bucket.
Anyone out there with smoothie recipes, please do share. Thank you.
I hate parking garages. Why? They freak me out and I find them scary.
They’re enclosed and so many floors. I feel it’s easy to be attacked by some perverted guy in them, because it would be hard to escape.
It’s easy for me to get lost and I always forget where I parked my vehicle in them.
That’s why I didn’t get my parking at work changed for a long time. But I’ve been kicked out of the emergency parking lot and banished to the dreaded parking garage.
Tonight, my mind was not into editing. I wasted several hours trying to focus on one chapter. Edits were made, but what should have taken me less than an hour took three hours.
I chatted with an old friend that I haven’t talked to in years. It was nice getting back in touch with him and finding out what was going on in his life.
I surfed the internet, did my laundry, did some edits, looked at Facebook postings, did some edits…you get the idea how tonight went with editing my book…lol.
Note: See friend, I warned you that I’d mention you in a blog, but his name will remain anonymous.
My book is wrote, but now I’ve been editing. I need to look this up to make sure that it’s still the first three chapters and the last chapter that literary agents want when sending queries. Because I’ve been editing the HELL out of those chapters.
You know that feeling when something doesn’t sound right or flow right when your editing your work? This kept happening with me in the first chapter, but before I did the rewrite I couldn’t figure out what was wrong. First edit after the rewrite, I found the problem right away and took a whole page out of the first chapter. I’ve ended up redistributing paragraphs from what I cut in the first chapter and placed them elsewhere in the book where they fit better.
One thing I would like to ask James Patterson, John Grisham or Patricia Cornwell, how many times did you edit your first book?
Did I mention how tired I am? LOL
I’ve been awake since about 9 a.m., but I went to sleep at 5 a.m. Yeah, I know my sleeping is out of control. Yesterday, I slept like 12 hours and woke up at 4 in the afternoon. It was so nice to get so much sleep after working all those graves, however, I felt like I wasted the day away sleeping.
Today, I would have liked to have slept like 7 hours. It would be nice to take a nap later, but I never take a nap. I think about naps, but they never happen.
I spent an hour on the phone with Comcast today with the intention of just shutting off my cable and home security, because my bill was almost $200 a month.
A few years ago, I called Comcast about canceling my cable and the woman in the Retention Department just said ok and shut off my cable. I called another time to try and get a promotional rate so my bill was around $100 and they wouldn’t help me.
Today, I called to just have my cable and home security shut off. The guy in the Retention Department not only got me my Triple Play package back to the intro price of $99 (with tax my bill will be $129 a month) for 22 months AND 3 months of HBO for FREE.
Is Comcast losing too many customers, because their prices are too HIGH?
After Charlotte’s first marriage failed, she went to the bookstore and bought a self-help book, Starting Over, Yet Again, to help her after her marriage didn’t work. She ends up throwing the book out the window, which is where I’m at with the books I read.
One book says one thing and another book contradicts what I just read in another book. I’m just going to go with my gut and intuition. However, I did like the book by Bruce Bryans, 101 Things That Your Dad Didn’t Tell You About Men. My dad failed to teach me about men, but he did show me how to check the oil in my car…LOL.
Charlotte just wants to be married and tired of dating. She meets Trey and thinks she met her Forever After, but the marriage ends in divorce. I’m not crazy about doing the meet and greet with many men. I like being in a relationship and want to be married. My Forever After wasn’t the ONE.
I’m so, Charlotte. Well, for now I am. After I’m published and a full-time writer, I’ll probably think I’m Carrie, again…lol.
I’ve, always, been the person, who, could entertain myself. Being alone doesn’t bother me. And I have a hard time letting people into my weird, little world.
When I was young I would spend the weekends reading books. My parents didn’t understand how I could spend the WHOLE weekend just reading. They didn’t understand why I wasn’t out playing with friends. My friends were books. I liked escaping into the fantasy that was created with the written word.
As an adult and single, I didn’t date for three years after my divorce. Getting close to another guy, this was scary and I didn’t want to let anyone in. For a brief moment, I ventured out of my shell and explored the dating world. And I’m not sure if I’m ready to let another guy into my life.
I find it easier to create my own happiness with just me. I guess that’s why I like reading, writing and why I’m more a right brain person. Reading, I get to escape into a fantasy world or learn something I don’t know about.
Writing allows me to think and express what’s on my mind. This blog I guess is my way to express myself and stay connected with the outside world when I go into my cocoon.