Four days down. My cumulative total is 12, 653.  That means I have 37,347 words to go.  Today, I learned my narrator’s wife-to-be is trying to avoid an arranged marriage–and not to my narrator.  Sounds a little tricky, doesn’t it?

This is my Central Texas workspace:

The Mini is under the iPad2 on the left.  I interact with my various regular web pages on the Mini (I just updated word count on the NaNo site before I took this picture).  Odie, one of my sister Debbie’s stuffed animals (the other one I have of hers is Figment — he’s elsewhere) provides constant assistance, supervision, and guidance.  The iPod is ready for when I choose to listen to music.  Both Macs have external Time Machine drives — the Mini’s is to its immediate left, and the Air’s is between the mouse and Odie.  The word count guide for Backward NaNo is in the open notebook propped up on the SQL for Dummies book.  And, of course, the Air, where I’m doing my NaNo work on Scrivener is open on the desk’s pull out.

I haven’t posted about them in a little while. Don’t they look innocent?  Don’t let that fool you.

Hubby bought this Jeep hat while we were on vacation.  It was supposed to be like the hat Radar wears on MASH, but it didn’t sit firmly on his head, so he wasn’t happy with it.  One day last week, I came out of the kitchen to find the hat on the parlor rug, and it was chewed — see lower right corner.

Hubby returned from San Antonio, and I broke the news to him that the kittens had destroyed his hat.  I brought it to him.  He looked at it, and presented it to the kittens.  Tarzan sniffed it, but Lady picked it up and ran off with it.  It’s their hat now, and they’ve been carrying it around the house.  They bring it upstairs at night, and I find it in bed with me in the morning (the hat is shown on the comforter and cat fleece — yes I know they clash).  Sometime during the morning, one of them brings the hat downstairs.  You may be able to see additional chewing on it toward the top of the hat.

Lady is still very interested in writing — or, at least, in writing instruments.  Tonight, while I was finishing today’s word count, she came running down the stairs carrying a pen from my nightstand.  I had to chase her down to get it back.

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