Mark has been single-handedly replacing the vinyl floor in our kitchen, the sanding of the underfloor has been the hardest work. I'm thinking I should get him a Bob The Builder award or something. The floor looks very nice, and incidentally matches our Denby.
The weather has been sunny and in the high 70's... as long as it doesn't get into the high 80's next week, I'll be happy. It's supposed to cloud over and be cooler later in the week. Although the warmer weather is friendlier to my hands and feet and shoulders and knees, I am hoping that we continue to get rain, as the prediction for the Vally this Summer is for a dry summer (and drought conditions in Eastern Oregon). The snow pack is way down this year, too.
Tuesday night turned into an editing night, and then a socializing night.
Wednesday I managed to set up a table under the shade of the cherry and get some writing and editing in. OK, and I wrote some bad hikue. And then I checked my e-mail and saw a form-letter story rejection from an anthology I've been trying to get into for several years. I know rationally that the story isn't what the editor's looking for, and I know rationally that the editor's not being paid by me to critique my story, but man this is irritating (an abmigious "it's fine but not for me" rejection) and depressing (I'll add this to my pile of "your story is good but not good enough" form rejection letters).
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