Bits and Pieces

Nothing particularly solid to write about tonight. Just bits and pieces flitting around my head.

The writing is slowing down to the speed of cold goopy sludge lately. For sure, I've been valuing sleep over writing time, but also I'm sort of bogged down at a point in the story where I'm just not that interested in what I'm writing. I just need to finish the damn scene I've been slogging through so I can get on to something fresh and fun, but I can't quite seem to dredge the last few neccesary details out of my swampy brain. I think I need a good oral brainstorming session, to get my slow-moving brain sparked up again. Talk is always a good way to get me going. I recharge verbally, in the presence of others (ideally actively engaged others)--guess that makes me an extrovert.

In other news, today the headaches were better. Still there, especially in the morning, but nowhere near as bad. I still think I have some muscular issues that will need to be taken care of at some point (massage likely being the most efficacious option), but I'm too lazy and/or overwhelmed to actually make the bold move of scheduling an appointment with someone. Soon it will get bad enough to make me need to, though.

In yet other news, I told Eli about the baby in my tummy today. He asked me directly "are you growing a baby in your tummy?" (the subject's been up for him lately because of our friend Jen and the baby that was in her tummy until recently), and I didn't see any reason to lie to him at this point. So I said "actually, yes". And he was mildly interested and even patted my tummy and said "awww, little baby" (like he does with his baby doll). He was even briefly excited and jumped up and down and said "yes!" when I informed him that he would have a baby sister or baby brother of his own in a few months. So that's a good sign so far. Although the poor little guy has absolutely no way of knowing what's about to hit him come March--how could he? It's going to rock his world, I'm sure. But hopefully it'll be worth it in the long run to have a sibling. It worked out for me. :)

That's it for bits and pieces, I'm outta juice. Time for bed prep.