Wed. July 9, 2025: Tired of Feeling Damp

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Wednesday, July 9. 2025

Waxing Moon

Pluto and Neptune Retrograde

Rainy, hot, humid

Midweek!

The temperature wasn’t too high yesterday, but the humidity was bad. The painters were clumping around, making noise, but not addressing the bits that still need attention. This is now the 11th week of what we were told would be 6 weeks.

Most of the day was spent on the ghostwriting. I made good progress. I had to rearrange a bunch of stuff several times. It’s like dominos – move one piece and everything else is affected.

I finished reading STILL AS DEATH, the fourth and final Sweeney St. George mystery. As a writer, I appreciate how the writer broke the rules. As a reader, I was frustrated by the ambiguity and the way Sweeney’s character was left continuing on a downward trajectory. Is life like that? Absolutely. But I wanted better for her at the end of the series. I don’t know if the series was always meant to end like that, or if there were just no more books contracted. It could have continued (and I wish it had) for at least one more book to put more of an ending to the series. But maybe the writer didn’t want to wrap things up neatly, and I need to respect that choice.

Went to yoga, which was wonderful, and it was nice to be in light air conditioning. I hadn’t realized how overcooked my brain was from the day’s work until I relaxed in the cooler space.

Came home to find the notes back on the other ghostwriting project, which I will dig into as soon as I get this one off my desk. This one is 20K and so it the other one. We will sort it out. Hopefully, it means I can invoice for the portion of the project that’s complete.

Read the next book for review. I can write up the review and submit it today, and request my next assignment. After I turn in my next assignment, I can invoice for the batch.

Moved to the couch at 3 this morning because my room was too hot and sticky. It was cooler in the living room. I fell asleep until 5:30 with some wild dreams. Not bad, just weird. Of course, they fled as soon as I woke up, and I only have the sensation they left.

The temperature isn’t bad today, but the humidity makes the air thick and heavy. I can’t get it cool inside, so it’s kind of mucky. It’s not supposed to be too hot the next couple of days, and I hope the humidity decreases and/or we get a cracking good thunderstorm.

I can’t really pack up and go somewhere cool, because I have to be around in case the painters come back on the deck (I’m not bringing things in again, we have to move them and cover them with tarp) or do the front doors (which means corralling the cats so they don’t get out. And heaven forbid they actually tell us what’s going on.

Tessa and Charlotte are grumpy in this weather and fussing at each other.

On today’s agenda: write and submit the review, do some admin, work on the ghostwriting. I’m a little behind where I hoped to be at this point, but not badly.

Not an interesting day to read about, I just have to plod on through it!

Have a good one!