Word count and a visitor

Okay, here at 10:30 a.m. (Standard Time, Daylight Savings having ended earlier today), I am at 8,621 words, an average of about 2,675 per day. That looks really promising, although the organizers encourage participants to try to get 10,000 words over the first weekend to provide breathing room. So I may come back and do a bit more later today.

Peter is with us this weekend. He drove up from Chicago after work yesterday and arrived around dinnertime. Tom had made chili in the slow cooker so that it would stay warm in case Peter were late, but he arrived in a timely manner.

He also arrived in a wounded manner, having fallen from the truck while moving someone yesterday. He fell about eight feet but broke nothing. He did have some bad scrapes, though, especially on his left knee. That had stiffened up what with him sitting in the car for so many hours. After taking some nourishment, he went off with Tom to get fresh bandages and antibiotics and whatever to re-dress the wound. While they were gone, I got the kitchen cleared. They were able to get what they needed, and although getting the old bandages off turned out to be noisily painful and bloody, Peter got himself all cleaned up and patched up. He had a good enough night and seems in good repair this morning.

Now I have to go up and make fudge. I promised some for our neighbors and want to send some back with Peter for Jennifer and Parker.