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Slow Progress on All Fronts

OK the additions of pages is going slowly. Linking to relevant things slower. Work is tiring and I'm slowing down for the weekend. Next week will see a dentist appointment and cooking for Thanksgiving. A simple meal is what it will be. Chicken and dumplings with dressing. That's what I want, with red velvet cake for dessert.

I am bored out of my mind every time I try to work. I recently went from Chrome to Firefox. Chrome started acting up, freezing up and not displaying pages properly. This means that I get to start over on my second book, it was in an application for Chrome. Oh well, that's life I have it in my head. Sort of.

I still have to create the page for my favorite sites and for the different things here, like fiction. Finding all the posts to put on a single page to make navigation easier is probably something that I should have done long ago, but well I love to put things off until I can't stand it anymore.

My most consistent act these days is taking a break every Friday to read Friday Follies. (The link will open in a new window.) Working during the hours that the kid is at school and trying to clean the house at the same time is difficult. Of course the fact that my kid's father would require being told what to do to do it most days is a bit annoying but in his mind he is helpful.

Well, I sense a rant coming on so I'll be going now.

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