In Shadows

Sooooooo . . . getting up at 4am sucks! Getting off work at 1 or 2 in the afternoon? Priceless.

No writing on Monday afternoon due to the apartment investigation. The one we were looking at has been rented . . . dammit. We don’t want any others, but the manager insisted that we get the preliminary paperwork done for the one acroos the hall from us. He said all the 2 bedroom apartments had the same floor plan and larger decks. On the way home from the complex office that afternoon, we wandered around the back side of our building to have a gander at that deck . . . don’t know what that guy’s been smoking, but the deck on that particular apartment is as small as our current one. (I’ll give him the benefit, though. The rest of them appear to be larger, if not as large as the one we’ve been lusting over.)

Anyhow, the people move out on the fifth, so we can’t actually look at it until after that. Doesn’t make any difference. We’ve decided to hold out for our dream apartment. Sooner or later whoever moves in there will leave and, since they have such a tough time selling 2 bedrooms, we’ll step up to the plate and slide right home. (Oh, and one of the maintenance guys is a friend of ours. He said that half the apartments they rent don’t get moved into. Maybe these folks will bail on the final paperwork and we’ll get in now!)

Wrote some yesterday. Only 505 words. Another flashback from the past, showing the escalation of skirmishes between the Riddicks and the townies. Riddick’s got a hard on for taking my MC, Loomis, down after her public win of their brawl. He’s not going to let it go.

And, received the next round of Tiopa edits. Haven’t looked at ‘em, yet. I know of at least one more to go through. (Have I mentioned edits SUCKETH MIGHTILY?? More than getting up at 4am!)