Still Surfing the Schedule (More or Less)

Coffee in the Chicago skyline mug, no music, one paragraph written yesterday. It's almost like I am on a fall roadtrip as I move westward with my skyline mugs. I can almost feel the crisp air and see the brilliant fall colors of Chicago from my chair in Atlanta. A chair, I might add, I do not plan to leave anytime soon unless it is to get dressed and move to a Sky chair on the front porch. Today is SUCH a writing day! I have started the work-area set-up and safety sections of the book (don't run with scissors! See? I'm a natural) and I am going to move on to the fountain and the table this afternoon.

I have run into a bit of difficulty on the firings. Not only did I way over estimate what I could fuse the other night, but I also overestimated what I could slump in any given load. So now instead of firing a book project in the medium kiln today or tomorrow morning, I have to slump gallery work. Maybe I should be really brave and daring and do the table in the little kiln. A 1-inch (2.5 cm) thick piece in a little 14-inch (35.6 cm) kiln. That'll be a treat. Hey I spontaneously converted! I don't think I'll ever be able to write a measurement in non-metric/non-Celsius without at least putting () behind it to hold the conversion.

And I am late, late, late again today. Dave thought it was 6:00 am at 2:00 and started snuggling prior to getting up. J came in at 2:15. At 2:30 she started coughing and, afraid she might throw up, we all trooped into the bathroom. False alarm and we all went back to (our) bed to doze fitfully, waking every time J coughed and preparing to dash to the bathroom again. Dave finally got up about 3:00 and went downstairs. J "wanted to be with Daddy" and followed him down at 3:05. I heard J finally throw up from coughing and phlegm at about 3:20, and then I fell back to sleep and left the rest of the family to sort themselves out without me. Dave came up to take a bath at 7:00 and told me J had laid down on the couch and fallen asleep next to him and he had eventually tucked her back in bed. After all the ups and downs of the night, I blearily rose at 7:45 and got J moving and ready for school. Now I write. I write here, I write in my metadocument on photography, and maybe, just maybe, I will actually Write In The Book!