Daily Writing Challenge

F-18

I opposed.. I did not get on yesterday and now my entry is late and I have to write over one thousand words today to catch up. I get penalty points and I am so mad at myself. I managed to remember to get on my game on my phone for four hours but did not take the half hour to do my words for the day. I have been writing more than the required word count every day that I have been on time but I am cutting off my words at exactly five hundred twenty five. I will continue my thoughts in the on time entry for today. I am so very mad at myself. I am also not sure I have one thousand seventy five words in me today. I am tired. I have other things to do today I can not not do. Funnily enough I have our laundry to do. After all weekend on everyone else's laundry it is time to do ours. I can not put it off anymore. I have to wash our clothes and a pile of used puppy potty pads. I wash the potty pads twice with laundry sanitizer to get the smell out. And the clothes get double dried. So clothes in first then do the double dry and double wash at the same time. No wasting trips to the basement laundry room. I also spray sealed a craft project down there and will be bringing that up when I go down to switch out the loads.

My wife is watching Facebook videos and is bombarding me with them while I try to type on my phone. Halfway through the necessary word count for yesterday. And I just switched to the computer to be able to type faster. I have a bunch of grammarly errors I choose to ignore for today. They probably want me to hyphenate which would cut down my word count unacceptably. I bit my tongue during breakfast. We ordered McDonald's for breakfast, for delivery. I still have so many words due and I am running out of steam. My wife's facebook videos are so distracting I want to watch them rather than type words on my screen. I do not know what to write next. I can not remember how many penalty points there are for a late entry. I am so pissed at myself. I want to get this entry done before doing today's entry but this is so boring. I refuse to give up. My little mental choo choo will not keep to a track. I should try to figure out a story to write for my word count but my mind is blank. Blank like a sheet of typing paper. Remember when that was what you bought, not copy paper or print paper. You would scroll it into the typewriter. Then you would type and pray you did not fuck up because if you did you had to pull out the white out. Woo Whoo! Five hundred words, I only have fifty words left on yesterday's entry. Come on it can happen. I can do it. Typing on the type writer was more difficult too. You had to use more force on the keys than you do on a computer. Especially if you had a manual type writer.