After many adventures, by which I mean airplane annoyances, I made it to WisCon. Going to bed soon because I desperately need sleep for all the full days to come!

It really is World Turtle Day. Is that awesome or what?

Look, there's a Wiki.

I feel like I should lift weights tonight before I go home, finish packing, and go to bed early, in anticipation of insanely early rising for my morning flight.

I also am considering not lifting weights. Then I won't be sore on Thursday night...but I won't have the sense of satisfaction that comes from having written having lifted. I could just do cardio, but that takes about the same amount of time. *Flail* This decision is too much for me right now. Dayjob stress is impinging upon my life, and I don't like it!

Nearby coffee shop is closing next Wednesday, and my buddy who works there will be out of a job. She's thinking of going back to school (she's 22, and I don't think she went to college at all), but is not sure. I'm worried and sad for her, because she seems like a really nice person, at least in brief interactions over the last couple of years.

Picked up Kate Elliott's Jaran again, the first of her books I ever read, and have been re-reading it off and on. I had forgotten the awesome Arabian horses and the tarpans. How, I am not sure.

Two more days until I leave for WisCon.

I hate airports, and flying. They put me in a bad mood. I don't like the irritable, nervous, snappish person I am when I have to fly. But I will suffer planes to arrive at a destination.

I leave for WisCon early, early Thursday morning. I still have many things to do. I've packed everything except outer clothes (pending a check on the weather) and printed out my schedule. I did all my laundry over the weekend...well, the laundry that involved clothes I would need, not the winter blankets that are still sitting in the hamper. I'm still putting together notes for my panels, both those I am moderating and those I am not.

ETA: UGH, looks like weather will be hot while I'm there. Except possibly for Saturday. Will have to bring a pair of shorts.

If you want to see me while I'm there, say for lunch or dinner, drop me a line!

I passed 26K on my manuscript over the weekend, and lifted weights. Let us hope that taking a weekend off will not completely derail this progress.

The Kindle price on my Spice Brief "Under Her Uniform" has dropped to USD 2.51 (from $2.99).

I realized yesterday how whiny I've been, so today I am going to come up with 5 good things that are happening.

1.  It is Friday and I am wearing a new shirt, which I allowed myself to buy because of I got rid of some old shirts.  It is made of cotton gauze and is mauve, fuchsia, lavender, and purple paisley on a buff background, which tones it down quite a lot.  Even though it has 3/4 length sleeves, the fabric is thin enough I'm hoping I can wear it all summer.

It was 2/3 off from original price on clearance, plus I got the little discount for using a Macy's credit card, plus I got an extra 25% off of that.  The shirt is of course three times as nice to me because of the cheapness, because getting something nice for cheap makes me feel clever.

2.  When I buoght the shirt, I also got a pair of nice jeans on clearance - AND they did not require hemming.  Now when the three pairs of my jeans with rapidly thinning inner thigh fabric rip, I will be prepared!

3.  I have tickets to see a film of the National Theater Jonny Lee Miller/Benedict Cumberbatch Frankenstein stage play on June 10th with <lj-user="drinkingcocoa"> - it's the version with Cumberbatch as The Monster.  <a href="http://www.brynmawrfilm.org/films/?id=577">Information here if you are local and interested in seeing it - there's also a June 6 screening.</a>  So excited.

4.  I passed 100 manuscript pages on my current project.  That's always a lovely milestone.  This weekend, I will add more pages.

5.  Finally, a magnificent accomplishment:  I got my dry-cleaning done!  Winter coat (the faux-shearling one, Poor Baby Polyesters Sacrificed in Their Bloom; trench coat; linen blazer; red silk jacket.  I will not shame myself for saying how long the latter two have been hanging in the closet, waiting.  But now that is done.

Maybe this should be a meme.  Five Good Things.  I think we could all use some Good Things right about now.

I stayed up late to finish reading Dead and Buried by Barbara Hambly, then had to resist the urge to start the next one this morning.  There are two more that I haven't yet read, that I have been saving.  I resisted the urge.  I will save them a little more, while I do some reading for my WisCon panels.

Eight days until I depart for WisCon!  I need to pack as well as make panel notes.

I was very, very cranky yesterday after I found out that the backup location for my workouts (main gym is closed this week) turned out not to have any shower facilities. I found this out after my fifteen-minute walk to get there, since they had not seen fit to note the lack of showers on the facility's website. (I couldn't even find a bathroom to change in; there was no changing room. Surely there must have been at least a toilet?  But who knows?)

It made me seriously cranky, did I mention? As in, as I walked home, sans workout and very frustrated, I muttered to myself with a lot of f-words. I really, really hate it when my time is wasted. Especially when I am paying money for gym facilities, and the people I am paying did not uphold their end of the bargain. Not only did they waste my time and my money, they wasted all the willpower I'd expended on trekking to a new location, which was not inconsiderable for me; I am doing okay with gym-going so long as I can keep to a routine, but it takes extra emotional effort to work out when that routine is broken.

I'm still angry about it. I sent them an angry email this morning, delineating exactly how they had wasted my time. I don't expect I'll get a refund for this week, but I bloody well better get an apologetic email.

When I got home, I did some exercises with my 15-pound dumbbells.  It wasn't enough, really, but it was something.  I could've saved myself an hour and done that in the first place.

I needed soothing, so I started reading Dead and Buried by Barbara Hambly - I've been saving the three most recent Benjamin January mysteries for just such an occasion.  I stayed up late reading it.

Now I just need to let go all that anger.  Breathing out....

I survived another Mother's Day! Ten years since my mom passed, but the day still makes me sad. And weirdly angry. Perhaps because the advertising is so relentlessly focused on what you have now, instead of both what you have now and what you have had, or might have in the future.

Something More chats a little about The Moonlight Mistress!

Also, there's an audiobook of Under Her Uniform - fairly cheap!

And not about me - Tightrope Girl on the new season of Sherlock, "A Scandal in Belgravia.".