Writing more

Have lots of articles to do this month for the Globe Gazette. But think the advertorial won't go far, as the deadline for ads is tomorrow, and I've only had four articles referred to me so far. One with a chiropractor who has a new baby boy, and is a bit scattered these days. Also have to have advertiser proof the article before submitting it. Three in. Waiting until Tuesday to contact the chiropractor again. At any rate, if the advertorial doesn't go, I assume the articles will go in one way or another, like they did the last time there was an advertising section that didn't sell enough ads.

Boots has turned into a real pain when I'm on the phone or have company. With company here, he won't leave me alone and is on my lap crabbing at me when I'm not petting him. With the phone, in the living room, he's on my lap. In the bedroom, he's beside me meowing. You'd think the poor creature never gets any attention or goodies in his food bowl.

Paul called and then later I got ahold of Annie, who insists I should get an older dog that is well trained and take it on walks. No dog, thank you. Even though I do indeed need to walk a lot more. Talked to Pat and Matt.

Have to take the car in for a check on the water coming from the vents on the passenger side. Right now, I don't have time to have it in the shop for two or three days, if that's what it would take. Just want to have Brad take a look at it and come up with what will be involved fixing it. That's the side that blows in dust, too, so maybe it's just the vents fouling up.