Nota Bene

[laguera25]

I haven't been out of the house since the 17th, so I'm going with Roomie to the wing joint for some social interaction and a smattering of sunshine before the rains come. The rains also mean that my writing schedule will be a shambles for the next three days. Now, there is no prayer in Hell of getting my lyric_ficathon fic done under the deadline. I feel dreadful about it, but 1,000 words a day seems to be my physical limit. After that, my finger hurts and my mind starts to wander.

So, I'm off. Happy t00bing to the drier flisters.

ETA: Ahaha! After my foray to the wing joint, the right front wheel of my wheelchair popped off the rim and nearly sent me flying to the scorching blacktop. Roomie wangled it back on, but the wheel is wobbly. Christ, but I don't need this now. Actually, I don't need this any time, but I'm on a shoestring budget until July 3rd, when my stipend arrives. Watch Medicare tell me that a wheel for a wheelchair is a "Non-essential item." You just watch...

ETA the Second: The weather gods were benevolent, and thus, the word count for my lyric_ficathon fic stands at 4,577.