Letters to Myself

Just had to drive over to the school when I realized I'd neglected to make a small (but important) change to the library website. Normally I wouldn't have bothered, instead just doing it in the morning when I got there, but tomorrow's my late day. Won't get there until 1, which is waay too late. Twelve minutes out, 30 seconds for the change, and twelve minutes back. I mean, it's not like it was a half-hour each way, but it's still annoying.

Grumble, grumble.

On the bright side, 184 words Monday + 176 words Tuesday + 303 words tonight = One finished story, weighing in at roughly 2,600 word, and one pleased writer.

Good. Now I can go to bed.