Yes, this entry is late, not because I slept over, rather it was that time of year to have my car to have it's state inspection. And, of course, it passed, but it does take some time, That means it's also time of my dealer to try and fill my shopping cart, so to speak, because they make their money from all of the goodies they try to get you to buy. Mine as more expensive than usual, the added expense being the cost to change out the old battery for a new one. That added $210.00 onto my bill. Having the tires rotated added another charge, and oh, let's not forget about the rear window wiper. But, look on the good side, now the battery is good for at least another 5 years, and the tire rotation will ensure the wear on my tires is balanced.
Anyway, it's the day before Thanksgiving. I'm not working, but then I never work on Wednesdays. I'm also off on Black Friday. I am now, and will possibly be until my last day with the orange retailer, available to work on any Friday, be it Good, or Black, or what ever.
I did roast a turkey breast yesterday, in fact I just had a turkey sandwich for lunch. Tasty.
For the 2.5 hours I sat waiting at the dealership for them to do inspect my car and do the required emissions test, I worked on The Body in Motion, writing little notes, and crossing out phrases, and sometimes whole paragraphs got the big question mark as to whether they are essential, or, and even more important, whether they could be improved. Believe me, there's always room for improvement. That's a problem with some writers, they sit back and in a very self-presumptuous tone, congratulate themselves on writing a book. This is why editors and readers are important. Good ones will be standing at the ready, pin in hand, waiting to deflate.