Bad idea

Ok. So the writing for ten hours thing was a really bad idea. I got about six hours into it and then just couldn't handle anymore. But I'm not too down on myself because I wrote about six or seven pages. So that's a pretty good showing. Mostly the reason I set the ten hour goal was to force myself past that little snag I usually encounter about an hour and a half into a writing session. Once I get a job, I'm going to have to get in as much writing as a can during whatever free time I have. That may mean that I'll have to spend an entire Saturday or Sunday writing. Apparently spending all that time hunched over the keyboard didn't do much for my mood either because my mother told me that I was grumpy today. I hadn't been grumpy like this for a while. But today I was grumpy again. Oh well. We all have our off days.

As for the rest of the list. Treadmill, yogalates (10, 13, 16, 17).

I'm grateful for not having to spend the day in a dark room with a cold cloth on my forehead even though the weather was crappy (20).