First off, when I looked outside, the hurricane wind had blown my garbage can into the middle of the street and then rolled it to the end of the cul-de-sac. How no one had hit it or decided to move it from the middle of the road was beyond me but I raced out and got it. No socks. No shoes. No coat. Oh so cold.
But, hey, this is Langley. At least I had pants on.
Came back in, dressed for the real world and went out to grab a coffee and write. Got 20 pages done. Deleted probably another 10. Groc shopped and took the doggies out and came up with a new cure for a migraine. Freaking cold wind. Yup. It works. I stomped around in the freezing wind all huddled up and feeling sorry for myself that I forgot about my migraine. Fight pain with pain. It works. (Or maybe it was the combination of fresh air, another fist-full of aspirin and more food.)
However, I feel like I may need to rant a bit. Walking Dead. Spartacus. Amazing Race.
I’ll post that tomorrow.