3,993 words in my first week of solo parenting! And I'm just talking novel here (not blogging, commenting, status updating, tweeting, texting, chatting, signing, googling, grocery listing, or Words With Friendsing). As long as I don't compare to my previous production numbers, I can be very proud. I did that while:
- feeding
- changing
- dressing (the bug and myself)
- cleaning (mostly the bug)
- some of the cooking
- laundry
- shaving and showering (twice!)
- chasing wifey a quarter mile down a dirt road in flip-flops, waving bags of veggies (miscommunication)
- having lunch with wifey everyday
- a few dinners at grandma's
- grocery shopping
- reading Skippyjon Jones (that crazy kitten), et al.
- scouring over dozens of stamps (don't ask... please)
- spending many quality hours with the fine Verizon tech folks
- dealing with a plumber (and the issues leading up to such a necessity)
- Some rather quick night work and not so quick weekend work
- catching up on sleep
- and gaining a few pounds
52,659!!!
Hey, I'm getting there. 4K a week is not going to be fast enough to keep me happy forever. Any suggestions out there for what to do this week to squeeze a few more words out? (I've already planned on spending less time with Verizon and plumbers, but I do have a doctor's appointment.)
