Thursday,
March 29, 2007
Happiness is a comfy office chair
Ask any writer who spends 8+ hours with their butt planted
in one, and they'll back me up to the hilt.
I have to wonder how many people who have to sit for long parts of their day are sore, cranky and tired at the end of it because they have a crappy office chair? I sure know I was having back spasms yesterday (we moved buildings and I'm back in a cubicle with a chair that I suspect dates from the Spanish Inquisition, and was probably used as a device to convert reluctant heathens). I finally had to leave at 4:00 because it simply hurt too much to sit.
Realizing 1) I'm a contractor and 2) complaining about the chair would be a waste of time, I went to Staples and found a nice, comfy office chair for $89 -- medium-high wedge-shaped back, adjustable arms, microsuede fabric in ink color, and lots o' lumbar support. Took it home, partially assembled it this morning in the garage, took the halves into the office and popped the chair part onto the base. Et voila -- Mellie has a comfortable, supportive chair that doesn't make her butt numb or send shooting pains down her legs and up her back.
And God help any bozo who spots it and thinks, "Oh, I'll switch chairs with her, she'll never notice."
But let up tiptoe back to the subject of writing. Much to my relief I cracked 70K on Undercover Godmother yesterday, and it looks like I should have everything pretty much wrapped up by the end of April. I figure I'll let it mellow for a month or two while I edit White Knight, Queen Alice (yes, I'm still working on editing/rewriting it, leave me alone dammit), then get UG whipped into shape and hopefully get it off to the published by the end of August or so. I mean, damn, all my friends are selling novels and getting nominated for awards -- Momma wants some of that sugar too, you know?
