Week 2, and I'm bang on time with my next photo of the challenge. (Or possibly early - I'm going to try to schedule this post and it might not work.)
It's another tricky prompt though, because one of my guilty pleasures as a writer is to spend the occasional day in my PJs - it's amazing how productive you can be when you trick yourself into thinking you've got the day off - and I'm trying to use this challenge to represent my writing life.
However, I also have a dog, so unless I can convince #1 son to walk him, I have to get dressed. And, yes, I do realise that hiding my face for last week's self-portrait and showing it today is an inconsistency, but... Look! Cute dog!
It's probably time for an update, seeing as though the last post was about a giveaway that happened weeks ago.
My excuse is that it's August, my kids are home from school, and I'm doing a course to become a personal trainer. It's really interesting to look more deeply into all the things I've been using as a fitness instructor for the past five years. My body is a little less keen on all the advanced training I'm putting it through at the moment - it's been a great way to realise I've been coasting at the gym for a while... and now all my muscles hurt!
There's also been a lot of puppy walking, and puppy playing, and puppy-telling-off. He's worse than a toddler, and likes to cause mischief when he's tired but fighting sleep.
I've been getting some writing done. I've had an idea for another short story collection, although at the moment it's too weird a concept to explain - hopefully it'll straighten itself out once I start to write. At the moment, most of my writing has taken the form of staring into space while watching endless reruns of The Big Bang Theory.
It's my writing process, and I'm sticking to it :-)
On the plus side, we got a new puppy - which Hubby named Artoo (nothing to do with me). He's so gorgeous, but spends a good part of his day trying to bite me. I must admit, I didn't realise just how much work a puppy was! We're under house-arrest at the moment, for another week, until his vaccinations get done... Hopefully life will be a lot easier once we get this bundle of energy out into a field!
... I broke my big toe.
Oh, okay, the truth? I cracked a small bone, and chipped another, in my big toe. It was a freak accident, and I'm really not sure how I managed to hurt the foot I did, or end up sitting on the floor with my legs folded up beneath me. I'm just grateful it wasn't caught on CCTV.
But I'm on crutches, and it's very swollen and very sore - and the dog keeps trying to bite it! So, I deserve sympathy, don't I?