Day 81. 161 pages, 58,131 words.
Still got plenty to report, just no time to write anything. Going to make an effort to finish my latest short story while Wump is in dance class. She is literally on my back right now, while we sit and wait for class to finish.
Left my iPod at home. Fuck it all.
Off to a Ceilidh tonight, related to my bagpiping performance earlier this week. Am still hoping to have something more to report about that later, but it should be fun. St. Andrew’s Day was a couple of days ago, hence the Ceilidh. Props to Bella for agreeing to babysit her nieces at very short notice.