This morning got off to a good start that turned bad then turned good.
I got up early, fed the cats, ate my breakfast and headed to the gym. It took me a minute to find my key-card before I left, but I pulled things out of the bag and found it. Then I almost forgot to take my tablet (I watch videos on the treadmill), but I remembered in time. And I even packed the good earbuds -- the ones where both ears get sound.
It was raining on the way and quite dark, but that was fine.
What was not fine was getting into the gym and discovering that I had left one of my gym shoes at home. (We are not supposed to walk in wearing the shoes we will work out in, so as to avoid tracking stuff into the place. So I wear other shoes and pack the gym shoes in the bag.) It turned out that when I took everything out of the bag to find the key-card, I failed to put one of the shoes back in.
So I headed back home, a twenty-minute trip instead of fifteen because I had to drive slower through what had become fog and nasty rain, very dark and not pleasant at all for driving. I realized that if I got the shoe, drove back through the ugly, did the workout and then came back home, possibly again through the ugly (but with daylight), by the time I got cleaned up I would wind up rushing to get to the library for my scheduled NaNoWriMo time. So I decided to lie down and catch a few zzz's instead. The cats came and got in bed with me, thinking that was an excellent idea.
When I went to the library, I was delighted to have one of the other participants show up to join me in the writing room for a while. It was nice to have her quiet company as she wrote in her notebook and I clacked away on my keyboard.
And at some point while I was there, I passed 50,000 words. Hurrah!
The draft is far from finished, but now that I have reached my goal I can go back and start filling things in to make the story more complete. I will still have editing and revising to do later, but I feel good about what I have managed to do thus far.
I will post again later and save my excerpt until then. Meanwhile, in amusing synchronicity, the word-of-the-day is slugabed: a lazy person who stays in bed long after the usual time for arising. This fits where the narrator was in the story yesterday and perhaps where I was this morning. Although I would like to point out that I did arise early the first time. And after arising the second time, I got something done.