Fri. Sept. 27, 2024: Another Friday!

Friday, September 27, 2024
Waning Moon
Pluto, Saturn, Neptune, Chiron, Uranus Retrograde
Gray and cool
Another week gone. It’s going too quickly!
I wasn’t feeling great yesterday, between ragweed and stomach issues, but I hauled myself out the door to the last of the small libraries on my “tour.” One of the wonderful things about visiting these libraries is that they are so happy that someone took the time to come and deliver the material in person.
I also stopped at the Williamstown Library on my way back, since I hadn’t gotten there on Wednesday. Dropped off the materials I needed to drop off, and scored some lovely cookbooks off the free cart. Like I need more cookbooks, but now I have . . .more cookbooks.
Did a light grocery shop, swung by the library to drop off/pick up books.
Tessa would not give up the chair at my desk, so I took the laptop to the living room and worked on the couch in the afternoon – with Charlotte supervising. Got one of the coverages turned around, and some other work done.
Didn’t get enough work done on the poem, so that will have to happen today. The newsletter went out, and I started the document for December’s newsletter.
Made a roasted, stuffed squash with ground turkey, onion, spinach, and corn that turned out really well. I will miss the CSA when it’s finished.
The Boiler House reading is already in the local Chamber listings – yay! They’ll keep us in every week until the reading.
I’m looking forward to staying in the residency apartments with everyone AND not being woken up at odd hours by the cats. Although I’m sure I’ll miss the cats when I’m without them.
On today’s agenda: writing (especially the poem). Some marketing. Some admin. Turn around another coverage. Drop off our ballots at City Hall (there’s a special election on Tuesday). Do another drop off/pick up at the library. The library is closed Monday and Tuesday next week, so I need to make additional trips this week. I need to finish the author interview questions I was sent and return them.
I decided not to attend the all-day symposium. I’m not comfortable being in an auditorium of people all day without COVID protocols in place, even if I am masked. Too much risk, especially so close to the residency, and I wouldn’t be able to enjoy it because I’d be worried all day.
Over the weekend, we will start using the flannel sheets. It’s been too warm up until now – it will probably be too warm this weekend, going back up into the 70’s, but oh, well. The early mornings are cool enough. Tomorrow, I switch out the lace panels for the spiderweb curtains and start setting up the October decorations. It makes more sense to do it on the weekend than the middle of the week (when October 1 hits) and I don’t want to leave it for next weekend.
It’s all I can do not to pack the clothes for the residency already, but I will hold off until next weekend, when I get a better sense of the weather. I am, however, packing my books and research.
Sunday is the reading at the Mount. It’s in the early afternoon, which is great timing. Unless it rains; they will cancel then, although originally they were going to put us in the event tent. There must be a paid event booked in there.
Next week is about fitting in as much freelance work as I can land and doing the last prep I need before the residency. I’m waiting to hear if we’re going to do a read-through of “Effie” before I go into residency, or if I will miss it, or if it will happen after. I mean, I hope I can be a part of the first table read; it will help me with necessary rewrites. But it depends when it can be scheduled. I am one element of the production, not the fulcrum.
Bea is getting more and more adventurous. Charlotte and Tessa do really well with her. Only Willa is still being difficult. She will get there. Bea is smart, and she knows how to handle everyone. She’s letting us get closer, and she makes the choice to come closer to us, so she will ask for affection when she’s ready. Seeing Charlotte, Tessa, and Willa enjoy attention from the humans is good for her.
Worried about my colleagues in the path of Hurricane Helene. That’s a monster of a storm, and so many safety nets in that area of the country have been dismantled.
Lots to get done this week and next week, so I better get going!