Let's do a weekday... First, I get up - at 5 a.m. *yawn* (be very glad I did not take a picture of me at 5 a.m.!) I put in my contacts...
make my tea,
feed the cats & the dogs... don't they look patient? Do not be fooled!
Then I get ready for work & after that, I settle down to write - here on my loveseat...
However, I must first contend with this --->
Mr. Cattingham is, more often than not, of the opinion that anything horizontal requires his butt to be on it, especially if someone else has any interest in it! For some unknown reason, lately I've been working on a story in longhand. I really like the feeling of holding a pen and making the words happen organically. (Mr. C obviously likes the feel of sitting on my notebook!) Anyway, my current WIP seems to want to be written that way. We'll see how long that lasts - because when the words start coming fast & furious, I can get a little bit impatient with my fingers! If I'm lucky, and can get a little kitty cooperation, I get in an hour before I have to leave for work at 7:30.
When I get home, I try to hit the gym for at least 45 minutes (that does not always happen :-/ or do some yard work. But, when I'm done with anything extra-curricular - I'm back to writing (or playing spider solitaire because, well... you know... )
I'd love to write here... at this great desk... but, it's rarely as clean as this &
(as you've probably guessed...) Mr. Cattingham often takes up residence here.
I'm sure you can tell, he is a formidable cat to move!
So - I end up here, at my table or back on the couch. (I do love a laptop!)
By the time 9:30 rolls around - I'm ready to hit the hay & stack up a sufficient quantity of Z's in preparation to start all over again the next day.
That's about it. On the weekends, I spend lots more time on the loveseat & get to deal with "A" and Esmerelda demanding lap time - but, that, as they say, is another story...