I was healthy for the first two days of my new job – and then sick for a week and a half. The second week of my job I lost my voice and couldn’t even talk. Is there anything worse than not even being able to answer properly when the director/vice president of your new company comes to ask how it is going and your voice goes in and out while you try to respond? Thankfully a long weekend came up and apparently all I needed was three nights of 12 hours of sleep because my voice came back, my cough receded, and my congestion went to almost non-existent. Then four short days of doing actual work, and everything was starting to get bad again, so apparently I just have to figure out some way of keeping up my health and getting enough sleep if I want to remain healthy while working in DC proper.
But now it is Thanksgiving week and thanks to a no-work-from-home-for-six-months policy at my new company I get the entire week off instead of teleworking. Which, based on how busy it has already been, is probably good. We started off our trip to Oklahoma by going to our second to last citizen’s police academy training class, wherein we got to practice spinning out in old cars, drive in police car, and pretend we were officers at a traffic stop. We then started our drive, and stopped at Horton Vineyards, which is our favorite VA winery, for a tasting, and finally really got on the road a little late, but still managed to get about 6 hours in before stopping for the night. We drove almost nonstop on Sunday and finally arrived around 7:30 PM.
Now, I know what you all really want to know about – how is NaNo going? Well, I’ll tell you. I am at 20,300 words. I am supposed to be at 33,340 words. So. . . could be worse, but could definitely be better. I have very high hopes of miraculously catching up and even surpassing my supposed-to-be word count this week. But – considering it is already 11:30 AM here on Tuesday, and we are going to a movie this afternoon and then shopping and tomorrow we are going shooting and then to see Daniel’s brother’s new house, and prepping for Thanksgiving, and then Thanksgiving on Thursday, and then tree shopping and decorating Friday and then leaving Saturday . . . I might be a little optimistic. But better that than giving up, right?
I am rambling something horribly in my story right now. But as long as it gets words out that is better than not at all. And I can always delete and rewrite later. Besides, it’s not as though I am as bad as Tala and Yuki!
Forest Idylls 