Mom and Brother stopped by en route to Valencia. I like to think they would have showed up anyway, but it's entirely possible they just wanted to meet the bird. Heck with me.
Juno is in the middle of her first molt and is not the cheeriest bird at the moment, but she came right out when mother asked her, and generally wowed the crowd with her sweetness. Mom's eyebrows went way up when she started banging on her food dishes to be let out. "You need to get her more toys," she said.
Yes, I am aware. That is on the list for tomorrow. Bird has an appointment with a proper avian vet at 9; she's been sleepy and fluffy, which I'm pretty sure is connected to the molt, but might as well get her looked at.
Lindz joined us for lunch and regaled us all with tales of her Epic Stalkout. I caved and had a cheeseburger, and it was quite magnificent. Came home and started working...and have set very little live. I've looked at thirteen pieces today and had to send seven back. Am gonna focus on rewrites for the time being.
I haven't submitted any fiction yet. I have no real reason for this, besides just feeling bummed out about my work in general and not wanting people to look at it.
I need to get back onto a schedule. I do so despise working late into the night.
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