I even got off work early, figuring I’d be able to put that extra time to good use. I’d even managed a page long-hand during the downtime between calls. But I didn’t hit even 1,000 words. So now I’m two days and a half behind where I should be.
The twin-kiss of death? Coming down and trying to write on the couch while Todd was playing a video game. I ended up slouching in near-napping position, unable to tear my eyes away from Fallout 3.
And I’m tired. I did catch up on my sleep last night, but I feel like I need more.
Tomorrow – NaNoWriMo regular word count. Monday – word war.