Last night I finally hit the 50,000 word count on my story. Not that it’s anywhere near being done. But that makes me happy, anyway. I still have about half the story to write, or thereabouts, but aside from the next couple of scenes, I think it’ll go quite smoothly. That’s the good stuff.
The bad? I’m having such a hard time trying to lose weight that I’ve gone and done what I didn’t want to. Counting calories. Although not really terribly accurately. Mostly just guessing at amounts, but I’m already noticing a tendency to put less on my plate. So far, slight loss. But it’s only been two weeks. Hopefully when I’ve finished the rough draft I’ll have more time to focus on exercising.