I had one of those days. You know the ones: everything you touch breaks, every conversation is difficult and nothing works out like you planned.
I won't bore you with the whiny details but it started with a visit to the school guidance counselor and ended when the handle on my toilet tank broke - and I only have one bathroom.
On a brighter note I did manage to figure out my hero's internal GMC which leads to the reason my hero and heroine can't be together and feeds into the black moment.
You may have noticed my exercise ticker on the right only made it to the 3 hrs when the goals was 6 hrs for the previous two weeks. Not a smashing success considering how much eating I've done over the past couple of weeks. However, I'm back on track. The junk food is out of the house. And I went to the gym this afternoon. So, I'll be changing the ticker tomorrow ( because I'm too tired and sore to do it this evening.)
Hoping to make a real dent in the word count this week.