Not Grandiose Either

truepenny has inspired me not to get grandiose with the plan for the day. So here's what:

1. Sort and do laundry: sheets, towels, lights, darks, jeans.

2. Finish Chapter One of Zodiac House.

3. Finish letter to Lizard.

4. Do yoga.

5. Revise one chapter of Thermionic Night.

6. Bring in dried lavender and sage.

Okay, I think beyond that I had better play it by ear. See how long the writing takes me. Not getting grandiose is the point here, and I can feel my brain edging towards more numbered items. Bad brain, no biscuit.

Edited at 3:30:
7. Fix pepper beef and rice for dinner.

(The ones I haven't struck out, I've at least started, except for the yoga, which really ought to be done all in a bunch, though doing one or two stretches throughout the day is also not a bad idea.)

Productive so far.

What I have left:

1. Do laundry: jeans.

5. Revise one chapter of Thermionic Night.

7. Fix pepper beef and rice for dinner.

I'm not generally going to do a typo du jour, I don't think, though matociquala's amuse me. But I do have a favorite typo today: "You'll have to watch out for rattlesnakes and cootyes." Yes, do watch for those Fayke Olde Englishe cooties; they bite something fyerce.

I also bought scottjames's birthday present, even though that wasn't on the list. And did a few other things that don't taunt anyone who reads this.

I'm off to address task #7. I hope it goes all right. I don't think anyone here is up for more lasagna leftovers if it doesn't, but this has generally been timprov's dish and not mine. Well, we'll figure something out.