So, I have a friend over for the weekend as long as nothing went wrong between me scheduling this and him showing up. There are 4 hours to go, but this has been a visit that we’ve attempted and failed at for 2 years. Fingers crossed that things go smoothly, especially since I have a bag of birthday presents to hand over. I’m going to categorize the week since it was bustling:
I’m just going to point out that the heat and humidity was a factor. That’s really it for this category.
Last weekend, we did a family trip to Mystic where they have an old-fashioned seaport and a big aquarium. This was my parents’ birthday present to my son and he had a blast. The heat was rough on the first day, which was the seaport, but he enjoyed riding on a steamboat and got an iron wall hook from the blacksmith. We had a little trouble when we went into the building about whaling because he thought it was about whales. Once he figured out it was about killing them, he got a little upset and then lost interest. Honestly, he is his father’s son because I don’t have patience for museum stuff either. So, we had our hearts set on the other trip.
The thing with the aquarium day is that it was raining . . . a lot. We had to take cover under a canopy at one point alongside another family. One person wasn’t able to get entirely under and was partially drenched. It was the poor sap who is currently typing this blog post. The comedy continued when we got inside and I bent down to pick up an umbrella that I dropped. Felt something tear and had to get to the bathroom to see the damage. This angered my wife because my ‘I need to step away’ whisper came just as my son was petting a bamboo shark. She missed the shot, but I had a crisis. Thankfully, it was only my underwear that split and not my pants. I will take that victory over the alternative.
The two big events at the zoo for my son was feeding a ray, which he’s done before, but this time he had instruction. Now, we know what to do when we go to the local aquarium. He was a little scared, but they don’t have teeth and they’ve rather soft to the touch, which calmed him. The other ‘event’ was him seeing beluga whales and we even caught a feeding before we left. There’s a spot where you can go low enough to see them swimming underwater and he waved every time the female passed. He walked away from the trip with a beluga plushie named ‘Iceberg’ too.
This is going to come first because it’s what I’m focusing more on than writing. I’ll touch on that topic later. This week, my son finished the library summer reading program and got to pick a new book. He keeps trying to stick to picture books, but I found one in the chapter books that I knew he’d love. ‘Bunnicula’ was one of my favorites as a kid and the idea of a vampire bunny was enough to get his attention. We also have been working hard on multiplication and division to avoid him regressing. This is really tough and I’m getting him to understand how to do them to some extent. He hasn’t memorized all of his multiplication tables even with me saying them when I give him a shower. It’s slow progress, but it’s progress. The heat had us resting inside with the Legos and video games too. I had a bunch of doctor appointments that made it hard to do anything else with him as well, but next week will have more activities like a cow eye dissection at the Children’s Museum.
As stated, I had a bunch of doctor appointments. Needed to adjust my sleep apnea device thanks to the new crown. It isn’t perfect, but I got 6 hours of unbroken sleep for the first time in a month instead of the 2-3. The biopsy stitches on my legs are out, but we aren’t sure what the marks are. They don’t like chlorine or humidity and the tests said ‘new drug reaction’ or bug bite. I’m not on any medication and these don’t look like anything left by a bug, so more tests are needed. I’m supposed to find out next week. The last appointment was the anxiety therapy, which is rough. Without going into details, it feels like I have to upend my life to start the healing and I keep thinking that such an act isn’t fair to my son. Seems the suggestion of me giving up writing is coming from all corners too.
First, I’m posting a teaser for the War of Nytefall: Lost cover tomorrow along with a call for volunteers. I’m aiming for September 7th unless I’m wrong that releasing a book on a Friday is a bad idea. Seems there isn’t a sweet spot time these days.
I tried to start editing Derailing Bedlam and got through the first chapter. That was 2 weeks ago. Doesn’t make any sense to continue, so I gave up. September is going to be my editing and October post prep month. People liked the idea of a Dawn Fang interview on Mondays, Guest Post on Wednesdays, and Monster Maker on Fridays. I’ll probably use Sundays to announce each one.
Before I get to the goals of the week, I will admit that I tried to work on another project and it left me crying. I began working out short stories for the first Windemere superhero book, but my wires were crossed. I couldn’t decide if Windemere or Super Earth would be best even though I was confident a few months ago. Characters were thrown out, retrieved, and put on the shelf like I was a tornado of self-doubt. In the end, I erased nearly everything I did. All I have is the first story premise where the heroes are awakened after centuries of being reincarnated with no powers or memories. I can’t figure out what’s wrong with all of this and half of my notes are gibberish.
So, goals of the week?
- Cow eye dissection.
- Multiplication and division practice.
- Lego Star Wars game.
- Keep reading Buso Renkin.
- Possibly test War of Nytefall: Lost blurbs, but might be best to wait a week.
- Schedule Sunday posts for the October stuff.
- Cook, eat, laundry, sleep, etc.
- Start watching Digimon with my son.
- Keep watching Battlebots with my son. Anybody know where to find more than the current season?
- Occasionally glance at the notebooks.