I moved my desk near the window, and though it all ended in tears because desks are always heavier than you think they are when you're trying to move them, it's worked out fine, and there's a definite change in energy in my humble abode. Not to mention that Louise now has a new perch on the ledge of the previously unaccessible window.
The spring cleaning and furniture re-arranging and daily walking seem to be doing wonders for my writing (I'm sure the new multivitamin my acupuncturist gave me is partly responsible as well). A second story idea has surfaced, and I'm essentially working on two stories at the same time - 4000 words or so a day (2K per story), in addition to (or should I say, despite) my day job. That's never happened before. Ever. I was never lucky enough to be that kind of writer. So until someone realizes the mistake and takes it all away from me, I'll make the most of it and be grateful.
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