Slow Progress

Progress is slow on several fronts.

I'm beginning to feel better, but I still get tired very easily. I went out for a few hours to write today, and had to come home and lie down. My cough is getting better - it still sounds awful, but it happens less often. I will finish the antibiotics tomorrow, and hopefully that will be enough.

I've written 782 words for NaNoWriMo. I know it doesn't sound like much, but I'm very pleased. I've been a little obsessed with this story; Whenever I have a spare moment I finesse the plot in my head. I'm very happy with where it's going; I just wish I had more energy to get it down on paper.

Last night was the first Parents' Night Out for the year, where you can drop your kid off at daycare and spend a few hours doing grown-up stuff. Matt and I had planned to go see The Prestige, but the timing was just perfectly wrong - the first half of our free hours fell during the dinner time movie black hole, and all the showings started up just slightly too late for us to get back and pick Adam up before the daycare closed.

We drove around a bit, trying to force the timimg to work out somehow, and then gave up and went for a nice dinner at a pub with pretensions, and dessert at the chocolate cafe.