Except for the tendency to click (clockwork knees, anyone?) and swell, the knees seem to be settling down nicely. I’m still icing, although I’m not sure how I’m going to accomplish that at school, which is what the PA wants. Physical therapy is next on my list, and hopefully, I’ll get that handled today.
So I’m free.
Or not. I have a recital in a week and a half, and I need to work–really work!–on not pulling down. If I have a nemesis, it’s my soft palate, and what a pain it is. I’ll be working on that today and tomorrow, in between updating my lesson plans for next week, reading my second novel on my daughter’s Kindle, and cleaning whatever I should clean (my bathroom and vacuuming the stairs and bedroom.) I also need to write lesson plans for Wednesday, because I’m out all day for the writing committee, and after that, I’ve got a two-hour meeting on trimester assessments.
I would just like to say having a week off will not compensate for that one day on my rear. No matter how much we accomplish as teams. This year is all about putting out wildfires, and I’m getting whiplash.
However, an image mugged me yesterday, and now I have a character with a story, although she’s not sharing much yet. I’m doing some research in order to dig it out of her and my subconscious is taking its sweet time letting me know just what it might be. There may be some first person narration going on to tear it out of her.
I’m still working on the old short story, and researching blackbirds to find some more strange/horrific elements to add. I’ve also got plans to do a reverse outline on the thing, to see where I need to add or subtract. We’ll see how that goes and thanks to one of the Posse for that notion.
And since the dog is asleep at my feet, I do believe I’ll start with some reading. It’s a freebie, so if I can’t stand it, I won’t feel guilty about not finishing.