For the Love of Everything, I Need Whiskey

Here is kind of how my week went:

This week was a procession of bad events.  I wish I could say otherwise, but it was really one of those weeks where I wondered if 2017 told 2018 to finish the job.  Barely slept because of the stress and didn’t get very far with Quest of the Broken-Hearted.  I’m going to do this on a day-by-day to give people an overview.


We made a last minute decision to see ‘Paddington 2’.  I checked the theater and it had a lot of empty seats.  15 minutes later, we’re there and seeing that it’s sold out.  Had to rush to another theater for a showing and we made it by the skin of our teeth.  Our necks weren’t really thrilled with the seats, but we avoided a tantrum.  The rest of the day was a blur and I was wrangled into playing ‘Lego Batman’ with the munchkin.  I was exhausted, but figured that was the only wrinkle of the week.


Martin Luther King Jr. Day, which saw my son in a martial arts camp in the morning.  He got to break his first board and was very proud.  That afternoon he began coughing and showing signs of a cold.  I let him rest and it was going smoothly until we tried ‘Lego Batman’ again.  The game froze and he didn’t take it well, especially since this was so late in the day that we couldn’t try again.  Then something happened at night that soured the day.  Unfortunately, this is the event that I can’t go into.  Just trust me when I say it should have been seen as an omen.


First day without the morning bus and I took the kid to school.  He had a bad cough, but I figured he’d be okay.  There wasn’t a fever . . . until noon and I had to get him.  One doctor’s visit later, I learned he had the common cold and he couldn’t go in the next day because he needs to fever free for 24 hours.  Not like I had just started writing a new book or anything.  At least nothing else . . . Wife in a car accident?  She’s okay and the car can be driven.  I still have a bad feeling here.


The kid is home!  My sanity is gone!  Questions, Legos, more questions, fighting food, refusing to wear layers in the cold house, demanding I play certain songs, and all while I was trying to write at the table.  For the last time, the band is ‘Portugal. The Man’ and not ‘Portugal of Man’.  No, I don’t know where the woman who sings ‘Best Friend’ is at this very moment.  Yes, ‘Red Hot Chili Peppers’ is an old band.  Stop singing the ‘Kars for Kids’ jingle!


Kid is going to school while my wife brings her car into the body shop.  Things are looking up.  Why did my passenger side door handle snap off in my hand?  No, daddy’s car doesn’t have to go to the garage.  Stop laughing.  Take the part to grandma and let her know I’ll talk to grandpa when I get home.  Fine, keep laughing, but get in the car.  Getting some writing done and . . . problems with the car repair payment.  Can’t go into the details on my blog, but I can try to talk about it?  Sure, I’ll spend my weekend looking stuff up.  Do we have it settled?  Great.  Nope, not settled.  Maybe settled.  Another call tomorrow morning to see what’s going on.


Well, that call didn’t settle things.  Oh, it did.  The next one didn’t.  Time to get the wife to work and then the kid to school.  Okay, I’ll meet with his teacher, but I’d like to know what I’m walking into.  No reply, but here I am.  He’s doing great in math and we want to try him in the next class size?  I’m all for it and he seems happy about the chance.  Dunkin Donuts and home to get some writing done.  The car thing is fixed?  Not fixed.  Why does this keep changing!?  Oh dear god, why is there no whiskey in the house?  I think I’m done with writing.  2 chapters done instead of 4, which is disappointing.  Just let me rest on the weekend and I’m eating ‘Lego Batman’ if I’m asked about it again.  Don’t care of PS2 games are toxic or sharp.  Is the car thing really settled now?

Sum Up

Yeah, that might have gotten away from me as I let the chaos take over.  It’s just been a roller coaster this week and I’m annoyed that I didn’t get much done.  The War of Nytefall profiles are done and I got some posts for March scheduled, but my main goal was really Quest of the Broken-Hearted.  I don’t think I succeeded on that one because I got half of what I aimed for.  My hope is to getting further next week and nothing disastrous happens.  That’s really it.  I’m tired and sore.  Enjoy your weekend.

About Charles Yallowitz

Charles E. Yallowitz was born, raised, and educated in New York. Then he spent a few years in Florida, realized his fear of alligators, and moved back to the Empire State. When he isn't working hard on his epic fantasy stories, Charles can be found cooking or going on whatever adventure his son has planned for the day. 'Legends of Windemere' is his first series, but it certainly won't be his last.
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22 Responses to For the Love of Everything, I Need Whiskey

  1. C.E.Robinson says:

    Charles, sending good thoughts for a peaceful weekend. You deserve it! 💐 Christine


  2. Um… Yeah. That was certainly quite a week you had there. I hope you get some rest soon, and the stress and lack of sleep don’t catch up with you and make you end up being the one who gets sick next. Also, my dog ate an audiobook and survived, so you might be OK after eating the game. 😉


  3. There must be something in the air – my week hasn’t been great, either. I was having new heating put in on Monday and the company sent the wrong size heater for the living room, the guy wired up the one in the kitchen wrong, and the ones for the bedrooms didn’t arrive until the next day. Then my laptop came back from the repairer minus most of my files. Luckily he’d backed them up before starting the job so all was not lost, but the initial panic took several years off my life!


  4. John howell says:

    OMG. What a week. Hope next is better.


  5. Felt terrible as punched the ‘like’ button, Charles… A better week coming!


  6. Here I thought my week was lousy just because I have a bad cold. Guess I really lucked out. Sorry to hear that your week was so bad. Hope your weekend is going better.


  7. Jennie says:

    Yes, where is the whiskey??


  8. Tell your family you have to do a tasting as research for a story. Buy several bottles and try to write them off as a business expense.

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  9. Life, please stop chewing up and spitting out my buddy.


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