Thurs. Nov. 13, 2025: A Good Night’s Sleep Helps

Thursday, November 13, 2025

Waning Moon

Neptune, Saturn, Chiron, Uranus, Mercury, Jupiter Retrograde

Raining and cold

You can read the latest on the garden over on Gratitude and Growth.

I managed to get a play submission out yesterday morning, so at least I felt like I was trying to get something done on my own work. Did the rounds of elected officials, and told them I realized they are tired, but they need to remove ineffective or colluding leaders.

I was invited to return as a judge for a national teen writing contest that I’ve worked on for the past two years. I declined.  The bulk of the reading happens right around Solstice/Christmas/New Year’s, and it’s just too much. Plus, they don’t listen. If I say I have x amount of time and can do y amount of categories (they ask us how much we can do), don’t give me double or triple that. During the holidays. I’m glad I did it the past couple of years, but the timing, technical issues, and disorganization don’t work for me. I know they’re having trouble finding judges for the reasons given – so don’t do it over the holidays and fix the tech problems, since everything is handled online. If I only have specific hours I can block off to read, and I can’t access the necessary files in those hours, I can’t suddenly find more hours a week or two later when the tech issues are fixed, especially when those new hours are expected on the holidays themselves. No.

The whole day was spent on the ghostwriting. Yet again, I ripped it apart and did several sections over from scratch. But I got it out just before 4:30, and was ready to collapse. It’s not as polished as I like to have a draft like this for them.

The cat food that has been out of stock was finally back in stock, so I put in that order.

Heated up leftovers for dinner, and just chilled out with the cats in the evening. I read a wonderful book of poetry, COLORSCAPES by Lee Woodman. Just wonderful. Every poem got me more excited about poetry and eager to read the next one. I went to bed earlier than usual, woke up at 1, fell asleep again, and didn’t wake up until nearly 6:30. Tessa Was Not Amused.

Got up, fed everyone, good morning routine. Charlotte and I will do the online meditation group. After breakfast, I will head out to the laundromat, since I overslept and didn’t go first thing. Hopefully, that will work. I want to get some of my own writing in today, and then I’ll move onto the next ghostwriting project, unless I get the notes for which I’m waiting. I have a meeting online at noon (#FreelanceFriends), and then a meeting in person at the library at 5:30, and then a meeting with the online library cohort from 8-9. So it’s a good thing I don’t have a deadline looming over me!

A good night’s sleep helped a lot, but I’m keeping up the pressure on my elected officials to remove Schumer and Durbin. The silence in the Senate against this debacle makes me agree that there are more than just the Vichy 8 who need to be primaried.

The computer did an update overnight without permission and everything is cattywampus. Also, it’s not saving things properly. Hopefully, it saved the ghostwriting I sent off yesterday properly (I did check before I sent it, and it seemed fine). But I’ve lost half a document I saved last night before I finished for the night, and I’m annoyed. It’s the 4th time this particular document hasn’t saved properly. I hate Mercury Retrograde.

The snow switched over to rain, so at least I didn’t have to dig out the car. It almost looks like March out there.

Two stray cats chased each other in a neighbor’s yard this morning. (John, our neighborhood cat whisperer makes sure they are cared for). Bea watched from the window, wide-eyed, glad that is no longer her life.

Tessa is having a good time, moving from one rocking chair to the other in the apartment (we have three – one in the living room, one in the sewing room, and one in the reading corner of my office). She loves rocking chairs, especially when they are next to the heater.

Have a good one!