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Bits and Bobs
Oct. 20th, 2010 12:05 amIn the wake of the Pros Big Bang, I think I have post-project ennui.
I've been casting about for the next project to work on (not usually a problem) and seem to be unable to focus on anything properly. This was expected, and yet annoying. (To be fair, I've been poking at an U.N.C.L.E. story, but it's proceeding at an absolutely glacial pace.)
The above is probably not helped by the fact that Ros has been down with a fever since Saturday. It hasn't been awful, but she's developed these wickedly flushed cheeks such as we've never seen on her before. So I start thinking Scarlet Fever, take her to her pediatrician, voice my suspicion of Scarlet Fever, and instead of being told "Don't be silly," I am told "You are getting so smart."
Yep, she has Scarlet Fever.
A classic case, apparently. Fever, flushed cheeks, a nicely developing rash, and a throat that looks like raw hamburger. The throat makes me wonder just how high Ros' pain theshhold is. We've been asking her for days if she has a sore throat, and she keeps telling us, "no, not really."
Fortunately, these days Scarlet Fever means a course of antibiotics and you're fine in a week. And she won't be contagious by tomorrow afternoon, so she can go back to daycare and school. Since both the Sweetie and I are running out of personal days/vacation/sick days to take to look after her, this is a good thing.
And that's the state of Zed.
Except that I'm signing up for Yuletide again this year. I was terrified of it last year, but looking forward to it this time. After all, if I can knock out 30,000 words of zombie fic, I can totally manage 1,000 words in a wee fandom. And maybe it'll reset my ambition and get me working on other things.
I've been casting about for the next project to work on (not usually a problem) and seem to be unable to focus on anything properly. This was expected, and yet annoying. (To be fair, I've been poking at an U.N.C.L.E. story, but it's proceeding at an absolutely glacial pace.)
The above is probably not helped by the fact that Ros has been down with a fever since Saturday. It hasn't been awful, but she's developed these wickedly flushed cheeks such as we've never seen on her before. So I start thinking Scarlet Fever, take her to her pediatrician, voice my suspicion of Scarlet Fever, and instead of being told "Don't be silly," I am told "You are getting so smart."
Yep, she has Scarlet Fever.
A classic case, apparently. Fever, flushed cheeks, a nicely developing rash, and a throat that looks like raw hamburger. The throat makes me wonder just how high Ros' pain theshhold is. We've been asking her for days if she has a sore throat, and she keeps telling us, "no, not really."
Fortunately, these days Scarlet Fever means a course of antibiotics and you're fine in a week. And she won't be contagious by tomorrow afternoon, so she can go back to daycare and school. Since both the Sweetie and I are running out of personal days/vacation/sick days to take to look after her, this is a good thing.
And that's the state of Zed.
Except that I'm signing up for Yuletide again this year. I was terrified of it last year, but looking forward to it this time. After all, if I can knock out 30,000 words of zombie fic, I can totally manage 1,000 words in a wee fandom. And maybe it'll reset my ambition and get me working on other things.
