I can feel it...
Nov. 23rd, 2009 08:36 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
christinex1001...we're very, very close.
I'd like to say that I'll hit 50K tomorrow, but Tuesdays are always bad for me, as my manager is in a full day (she works part-time and has a very weird schedule). But if not tomorrow, then most likely Wednesday, and as long as I've kicked Nano's ass before Thanksgiving, I'm fine.
48370 / 50000 words. 97% done!
I won't get into the part where I'm pretty sure I'm barely halfway through this thing -- I've just finished setting up the complications that are going to rocket us through the second part of the novel, but at least I know where it goes from here (I even took notes! Go me!).
Gunther is at the auto-body place; I assume we'll know sometime tomorrow whether it's thumbs-up or thumbs-down. Our guy at Progressive totally has those dinks at Mercury's number, so he's not going to get them get away with much. He told us to go ahead and rent a car, because we'll be reimbursed for that, so I have my reservation in with our local Enterprise (they've been such gems in the past; I can't say enough nice things about them...and no, I'm not being sarcastic!).
Dad is out of ICU and back into a regular hospital room. They discovered an embolism in the same lung where he had cancer, but the cancer is still gone and they're treating the embolism with some pretty aggressive medications, so he's doing a lot better. No idea whether he's going to be home for Thanksgiving, but he's still with us, and that's good enough for me for now.
I'd like to say that I'll hit 50K tomorrow, but Tuesdays are always bad for me, as my manager is in a full day (she works part-time and has a very weird schedule). But if not tomorrow, then most likely Wednesday, and as long as I've kicked Nano's ass before Thanksgiving, I'm fine.
I won't get into the part where I'm pretty sure I'm barely halfway through this thing -- I've just finished setting up the complications that are going to rocket us through the second part of the novel, but at least I know where it goes from here (I even took notes! Go me!).
Gunther is at the auto-body place; I assume we'll know sometime tomorrow whether it's thumbs-up or thumbs-down. Our guy at Progressive totally has those dinks at Mercury's number, so he's not going to get them get away with much. He told us to go ahead and rent a car, because we'll be reimbursed for that, so I have my reservation in with our local Enterprise (they've been such gems in the past; I can't say enough nice things about them...and no, I'm not being sarcastic!).
Dad is out of ICU and back into a regular hospital room. They discovered an embolism in the same lung where he had cancer, but the cancer is still gone and they're treating the embolism with some pretty aggressive medications, so he's doing a lot better. No idea whether he's going to be home for Thanksgiving, but he's still with us, and that's good enough for me for now.
