Sunday, March 01, 2009

TRH The Weekend Edition

It seems that the only time I have for writing these days comes during the weekend. I've been working non-stop on my latest Classic Starts manuscript both Saturday and Sunday (of last weekend) and yesterday we spent the day out and about looking at furniture. We are moments away from having the main floor finished (with the exception of the kitchen). The trouble now comes with finding furniture. Every little step (deciding on a wallpaper for the downstairs bathroom, talking about the style of couch that we like) gets us that little bit closer to the goal. But we were both sure tired by the time we got home. I've finished two books (The Believer and Life Sentences), watched a really great movie that I'd love to blog about more fully (The Diving Bell and the Butterfly), and wish that I didn't have work to do so I could get to the more fun stuff. Alas, here I go, back to abridging.

7 comments:

Kate S. said...

How was Life Sentences? I'm looking forward to that one!

The Book Chick said...

Hopefully you'll find time at some point to blog about "The Diving Bell and the Butterfly". I enjoyed the book, now I need to watch the movie...I've heard good things.

sam lamb said...

we just watched "the diving bell and the butterfly" last week too! and yet i'm too far away for a lunch date so we can chat about it. hopefully we can meet up soon to talk about that AND your furniture travels...

Katie said...

I watched TDBATB on the night that I sleep trained my baby (cry it out) for the first time. She wailed for 2 hrs and 38 minutes--the entire length of the film plus some. The only thing that got me through it was thinking "hey, that guy has got it harder than I do right now..."

Gallis said...

Harsh dude, harsh.

Gallis said...

Zesty to Ragdoll, come in Ragdoll. Over.

Gallis said...

Dude, I'm getting withdrawal symptoms here!

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