Elaine determines to stay at home in her pajamas after awakening really late because of taking Zzzqill. Terry gave her the dosage, so it is suspicious that she slept so late. :)
With a foggy mind she stumbles into the kitchen and starts the warmer of the coffee pot. She can't wait for the first cup of coffee to warm up this way, so she puts a cup in the microwave and hits 45 seconds. She notices the few pots and pans that need washing, but shrugs and retrieves her cup of coffee and goes to the living room and sits in her chair. She finds Joyce Meyer on TV and listens with interest. (Joyce is always good.)
She sees a stack of presents that she and Terry purchased for the grands and decides that when the first phone call of the day rings, she will begin wrapping them. She gets the Dragon speech recognition headphone and puts it on in the hopes that she will write more on "The Restless Kansas Wind". Somehow, she is distracted by Facebook and email...hmmm then Twitter....oops.
She finally opens up the document for the book and begins to scroll down the manuscript to see what needs work. The cell phone rings. It is Terry. He talks for a little while and has to hang up. She continues scrolling and the land line phone rings. It is her sister so she gets up and begins wrapping the presents. Before the wrapping is finished, sister has to go. Elaine looks at the remaining items and determines to continue wrapping
She finishes and realizes that she hasn't eaten lunch. This hardly ever happens so she gets a little bowl and dishes out some pea salad to eat. Terry had asked her to get the mail from the box next to the highway. She is still in her pajamas so she puts on a teeshirt with her pajama bottoms and retrieves the mail.
In the mail there are some Christmas cards. She stares at the number of card that are displayed on the piano and decides that she needs to break down and address the cards. Because she is a little dumb, she feels that she must write a Christmas letter also. She goes to the computer and sees the waiting manuscript and shrugs. She thinks that she will get back to it fairly soon. Nope.
By the time she writes the Christmas letter and prints them off, she has run out of black ink in the printer. (She had just purchased black ink, but with this printing and the 124 pages of manuscript she sent to the editor, she is out.) Grrrr.
The phone rings again. It is Terry. They speak for awhile while she addresses the envelopes. She runs out of stamps. Grrrrr. She finishes with the Christmas card chore and Terry walks into the house. She still has her headphones on. No writing done today.
Elaine: Aren't you proud of me for doing the Christmas cards?
Elaine: It was hard work.
Terry: I'm glad you did it. I don't do it.
Elaine awakens with her adorable husband and prepares a nutritious breakfast for him before he goes out to haul oil in his tanker truck. She gazes lovingly in his eyes and looks super cute in her silk pajamas and slippers.
Terry: Darling, you even look lovely without makeup.
Elaine: Oh you!
Terry: The breakfast was wonderful. I have to get going. I will be calling after awhile.
Elaine: I can hardly wait.
Elaine watches as he pulls the 18 wheeler out and down the road. She washes the few pots and pans and starts the dishwasher. She wipes the counters and quickly sweeps the kitchen floor. She settles in her chair with a cup of coffee and watches Joyce Meyer. As soon as the program is over she checks her Facebook, Twitter, and email in the allotted 15 minutes.
She opens the manuscript for "The Restless Kansas Wind" and writes and rewrites for a solid hour. The cell phone rings and Terry checks to see how Elaine is doing.
Terry: What are you doing?
Elaine: Just finishing up on some writing. Do you mind if I wrap a gift or two while we talk?
Terry: That's fine.
Elaine: I do need to get the Christmas Cards out or not do it at all. I have procrastinated so long.
Terry: Why don't you write the Christmas letter and sign the cards and I will address and stamp them?
Elaine: We could make a party of it! I will make a special Cheesy Broccoli Soup for us to eat while we do them.
Terry: Charming idea!
One can dream.