I Really Need to Dye My Hair

I've been procrastinating. My edits on A Shadow of Time are going slowly. Granted, I haven't felt well, but I could be doing more. For some reason when I pull up the manuscript my stomach drops, I break into a cold sweat, and I want to throw up. Of course, this could be due to the new medication they have me on.

I also need to dye my hair. The roots are gray, the ends blonde, and the hair in-between has turned a shade of yellow that does not look good in fluorescent lighting.  

Thank heavens my dogs love me.

Today I crossed the halfway mark on Shadow which should be cause for celebration. Unfortunately, I can't drink anything but water. No alcohol allowed and soda makes me sick. Eh, I've lost my motivation. Then again, I remind myself that I have written three books in less than 18 months and am halfway through the 2nd book of Gemini. That's not too bad.

My husband told me a joke:

This guy was hanging onto a ledge that lead to a 1000 foot drop into a rushing river. The man screams, "Is there anybody up there that can help me?"

God shouts back, "Have faith. Let go and trust in me."

After a few minutes of silence the man screams, "Is there anybody else up there who can help me?"

For some reason that joke just cracked me up.

Tomorrow I'm moving through the 3/4 mark on Shadow and when I'm done I'll breathe a sigh of relief and tackle the next challenge. I'll keep hanging onto the ledge for now, until I have the guts to let go.