Sunday we mowed my mom’s lawn and I have felt like I got hit by a truck ever since.

My head hurts and my sinuses hurt. I should have worn a mask, but, I didn’t.

Anyway last night I relaxed and wrote a little more, it’s fun taking my boring non-fiction life and turning it in to fantastical fiction. I’ve made it to January 15th in my journal.

After work today I am going to write some more. Sitting on my couch in my room is the best place for me to work.

I relax better in my room, I think everyone does, not just me.

Now I am trying to catch the weather on the news and it keeps coming on but I’m not absorbing what I am watching. I don’t think there will be anymore rain though.

I am also going to type up my story on my laptop when I am done here because I just had a thought, what if my oldest rips out the pages and shreds them again?

I need a hard copy.

I still have to write everything down before I type it, I can’t just type it from my brain to the computer. That is very hard for me, call me old fashioned.