I slept late today. Really late. Late enough that I’m not going to admit just how late. But I feel much better for it. Ironically, the alarm went off at 8 as I’d originally planned, because I’d forgotten to turn it off. I’d also forgotten to bring it to the bedroom with me—I’d left it on the kitchen counter when I was feeding the cats last night. (I use my Palm as an alarm clock.) So I had to stagger out of bed and through the house to deal with it. I briefly considered staying up, but quickly abandoned that thought, and proceeded to sleep very, very late.

I’ve spent a good portion of the afternoon with books, as in, shelving them. Cat pulled her furniture in towards the centre of the room so I could get to the shelves, although there were several times I almost tripped over the cable and phone cords. (I learned to go in through the other door. See, I can be taught.) Alas, I feel like I opened more boxes than I actually put away—we have far more history, travel, and general fiction books than I realised. (Remember that some of these boxes were packed in 1998 when we lived in Oxnard and haven’t been opened since, because we haven’t had a place to put the books.) I did pull out a few to take to the used bookstore, and I actually threw one away (a 1976 guide to the world. I know it was useless, and the used store wouldn’t take it, but it still wrenched me to toss it.). I stopped working when my back started hurting and I got to a tall stack of large boxes; I’ll need Cat’s assistance in moving those. There is a scary pile of boxes and books in the living room that I need to organise better (books that don’t go in the library, so they have to be re-boxed for now).

I swung into the study at one point to put away a couple of books, and it was perfect timing, because I heard the bloop noise that indicated Ken was IMing me. He says we need more bookshelves. I don’t know where we’re going to put them! The history books will go out in the lanai room/solar once that’s cleared out (although I still have reservations about the potential for moisture problems). I think we’re going to have to design a rather interesting stereo centre, with a lot of bookshelves as well as enclosed spaces for videotapes (and where the hell did _they_ all come from?!) and DVDs.

We need a bigger house. Damn.

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Well, hell. One of the main reasons I didn’t go to Estrella (after the fact that it wouldn’t be much fun w/o Ken ) is because I wanted to focus on my writing and, specifically, on making contacts. Both the OC and LA RWA meetings are this weekend, and I’d planned to go to both. I’d been looking forward to spending some time with Christine and possibly Jenn after the LA meeting.

I just found out Christine isn’t going to the meeting. I’ve also double-checked and found out the topic is Victorian Customs and Manners, which I’m not really interested in. Meanwhile, the OC topic is an all-day workshop based on a writing book, and so I’m not sure if I want to go. I’m waffling madly. Damn.

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Grimoire is spending the night at the vet’s. He yarked three more times today. The vet just called (Grim’s been there about 3 hours). He was mildly dehydrated, but the X-rays and bloodwork look fine. He’s on fluids and anti-nausea meds and antacids, and they’ll see if he’ll eat solid food in the morning. I won’t even talk about how much this is costing. It’s worth it to ensure he’s well.

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Today has been almost a total bust. I don’t know what’s wrong with me, other than PME. With PME, I have little creative energy, but lots of nesting energy. It’s time to organise things. If I’d been able to get to more book boxes w/o hurting myself, I would have. As it is, I did a bunch of rearranging in the study (although some of it will have to be arranged back because I moved all of Ken’s stuff to a corner and all of my writing stuff to his side of the desk, which used to be my writing area). Other than that, I seem unable to accomplish anything. Bleah.

I finally went through all of the Chronicler files and turned three boxes into two, which was nice. Next step is the Avant Courier files, which will be a bit scary.

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I’ve decided not to go to the OC RWA meeting, mainly because I got no writing or copy editing done today. Tomorrow night Amy’s coming over and she, Cat, and I are having a mini-girls’ night: we’re going to watch “Chicago” and eat Baja Fresh. Saturday night, Cat and I are celebrating Valentine’s together: I’ve been charged with renting romantic movies (I’m aiming for “Intolerable Cruelty” and “Alex & Emma”, although I may force her to watch “Gun Shy”, too.

Right. Enough of this. Off to bed.