And Then, The Roofers Came....
Yes, they came, early on Tuesday. 6:45 a.m. Sleep was pretty much out of the question after that. It wasn't the lifting off of the old layers that was the problem, that sounded for all the world like a grumbly dishwasher (sans water, naturally), and might have been possible to ignore. No, it was the pounding in of the safety rails (Bang! Whap! Whap! WHAP!) and dropping the bundles of shingles (WHUMP!)
that did it. I'm not complaining, but I was grateful to be working for the last few days, so I would have to be listening to that ALL DAY.
They were here this morning, too, before 7:00. But about 9:30, I realized it was quiet. Too quiet. I thought of looking outside, but that would be just what they'd expect me to do. I looked out, anyway. They were GONE. No trucks, no dumpsters, no shingle wrappers. Without waiting around for thanks, they had vanished. On to dispense more roofing justice, I guess.
But that's not what I'm here to talk about. I've signed up for Cynthia Whitcomb
's screenwriting class! I've passed it up for the last couple years, but I figured now was the time. It's every other Saturday from Sept 18 to December 4, 9:00-3:00. You might be thinking, "Hey, that spans November! Won't that interfere with NaNoWriMo?" Good question! Shows you're paying attention. And yes, it might. I think I'll still try to do both, as I'm not expecting to be working full time. So by early December I should have a completed screenplay and a first-draft novel, or gone round the twist, as I'll be trying to publish regular Dr. Eldritch updates during that time, too. Despite the potential overload, I'm looking forward to it!
Oook! Current Mood: excited