tired

Victor was unable to do more work yesterday. He went out, picked up the shovel, and just about dropped it. He's still pretty sore today too, so he's going to take today off.

I started on the root cellar by myself, but I didn't get very far.

It is rainy today, with a chance of thunderstorms, so I'm not going to be doing laundry today. And as for digging, I'll go out in a little bit and see how muddy it is.

Yesterday we heard a weird noise and went to investigate. A brown bear was pawing at one of my mom's sheds. By time Victor had a gun ready (in case it started to do damage, or started to come after us or the animals) it had wandered off. Meh.I wasn't overly concerned. This is actually only the second time I've had a bear in the yard, the first time was when I was about 6 and one wandered through the corner of the yard. Everyone's always so concerned about bears, but they're actually not that big a threat. I mean, I wouldn't go wandering off through the woods unprotected, but I'm not really worried about them in the yard.

I don't know why I'm so tired. I could almost fall back to sleep now. I was up till about 10 last night, slept until probably 7:30 and I could go back to sleep again right now.

I got some writing in yesterday, it was really nice. I've got about 10,000 words on my story altogether. It's one I've been writing on on and off for some time now, and every so often I scrap the whole thing and start over but this time I think I like it enough to keep it. I'm sort of doing it weird where I write important scenes, and then eventually I'll go back and create filler for the inbetween parts. Cause Scene #21 has to connect to Scene #18 somehow so there would need to be two more scenes inbetween. I'll get it there eventually. Like I said, I didn't just start it yesterday. This current draft was started probably sometime last year or the year before.