• April: 59650 (Goals: 30/50)
• March: 104525 (Goals: 30/50/100)
• February: 31373 (Goals: 30)
• January: 50018 (Goals:30/50)

May is off to a terrible start.  I think I’ve written 900 words.  I’m going to have to work my ass off just to pull myself back up to a 30k month.  Wish me luck.

Total: 17121

Goal: 30000

• March: 104525 (Goals: 30/50/100)
• February: 31373 (Goals: 30)
• January: 50018 (Goals:30/50)

Biggest accomplishment: My first (that I know of) six figure month.

Projects: I worked on five different pieces over the month, finished two, stalled on two, worked on one for the last four days.

What I did differently: Mobic and Dragon Naturally Speaking 9. Less pain, less finger-work. I broke my headset today and need my computer upgraded so it will be gone for a week. I am not expecting a similarly spectacular April.

Next month: April goal is reset at 30k (average of 1k/day for the year is the annual goal). I am also thinking of doing http://www.scriptfrenzy.org/. I’m signed up again. My goals for April are to get some other (screenplay) writing done and to get at least 10k into the novel I really wanted to write this year.

I’ve written about 1300 words and skived off for more than an hour at this point.  Again, doing it wrong.  I want to get finished with this novella I’ve had floating about for the last 4 month; pecking out under 2000 words a day is not going to fly.  I crossed the 90k mark for the month and I am hoping to pull through 100k by the end.

I forgot I have to rent a truck for TOMORROW.  I am so made of fail today.  *tries to find a cargo van to rent*  Thank you, Budget Car/Truck rentals for having one left over.

Domestic narging after the jump.

I’ve been totally lax on everything for… way too long.  My breathing problems and various issues with carpet moldering (the joys of dogs that vomit in strange places) and musty toweling and all kinds of fun stuff — in addition to my dust allergy — have left me very reluctant to leave my office, much less to CLEAN anything.  The house looks like shit.  Rob and Mys keep the worst at bay, but it looks like shit compared to when I was a good little wifey.

Good little wifey phase being well and fucking truly over doesn’t mean that I don’t want to damn house to be clean.  I am, under my ADHD/chronic fatigue facade, a clean freak.  I love it when things are clean.  It makes me happy.

Other side effect of all this is that our grocery budget is through the roof.  I am partly to blame for this as keeping me in coffee/cream/Perrier/Diet Dr Pepper runs us about $100/month.  Not kidding.  I used to offset this by being the queen of economical cooking but not being able to breathe downstairs put a serious cramp in that.  I have to say, I miss being able to save money that way.

Long story short: I need to get my domestic foo together.

Things I need to do:

• pick a domestic task to do every day: i used to have a system!
• start cooking things in the pressure cooker again (beans, etc) and storing them in the freezer
• cut down on coffee: seriously, this is a health issue due to the protoulcer anyway
• go back to more vegetarian and economical cooking
• pre-cook meat and meals to freeze
• remember that nachos and hotdogs are for sporting events, not weekly meals
• stop using so much packaged crap
• keep more dust masks on hand

Frankly, I’m bored with being in a state of disarray.  That’s all there is to it.

Now, back to writing.

Notes: Drama galore. Seriously. So tired. Also, fat. Hopefully will get to the gym soon. Some day. Before I die.