Rapidly becoming addicted to Twitter

So I haven't posted in a while - but yesterday I gave in and finally signed up for Twitter. So far it seems strangely addictive. Right now I'm in a meeting, so in a few minutes, I'll probably add some sort of Twitter gadget to this page.

Lack of willpower

11pm: I decided I didn't have the energy to work on my trashy novel tonight. Before that I had a good evening: made carrot cake, investigated the tax consequences of buying a house (wow, it's enough to actually offset the property taxes!), read part of a book about emigrating from the United States (Canada? No, not seriously considering it, but the idea does every so often come up). My next plan was to curl up in my big armchair with Neal Stephenson's Quicksilver, read for an hour or so, then go to bed. 

And yet I gave my husband a kiss and said, "I'll be out in a bit," as I headed toward the room that holds my writing desk. I sat down and took out my laptop. I'm procrastinating a little now, writing this, but I think I'll still get my 500 words in spite of myself. Yesterday I didn't intend to go to the gym, either, and yet half an hour later there I was upping the stack from 50 to 70 pounds while listening to an actor with a pretentious English accent read The English Assassin  on my headphones.

And now I'm finishing up this entry, and now I'm off to the manuscript...my good intentions are sneaking up on me. 

That's the city in the distance

View from Tiburon - it would be hard to leave California.

Good things: fog in Fort Bragg

And on top of all that ...

... I'm super happy with my first official project. Woo-hoo!

Finally!!! Good news!!!

On vacation last week I got a cryptic email with the subject "All set!!!" 

Yesterday I got a phone call to say, "We're just finishing up the paperwork!"

Today I got the paperwork. And I signed it and sent it back and ... 

As of next Monday I'll officially have transferred to a role of Business Product Manager!

I'm so excited I can hardly type. 

And every time I get a chat that says something like, "sanity prevailed! Congratulations!" my grin gets a little wider.

Home again

The great thing about returning home in the afternoon is that I still have most of a day to laze around - and since I've been up since 2am California time, no pretention to doing anything productive.

And the weather's perfect (if a little smoky - California is still burning).

All that, and the backyard plums are still ripe, and tastiest when they've just had the dust (ashes?) washed off them with the hose. Bliss.