There is something comfortable about working at the coffee shop. It's noisy but not too noisy.
I don't feel so cut off from the world while I work- not thinking about all the things I'd rather be doing instead.
If I could just get over that feeling like someone might be reading over my shoulder--like anyone cares about it but still, wish they had seats where you just had the wall behind you. Private and a little noise... that would be perfect.
Anyway, today I need to finish the science for my doodad/make it good enough that I can move on with a clear conscience, because otherwise it will nag at me nonstop til I fix it.
Ok, I'll be back to update soon...
*** UPDATE 1:27pm ***
Updated count 9434, another 10 words lost. But now I have my doodad figured out and a high level explanation of how it works. The thought of spending 3 pages writing the details made me shudder. I'll wait and see if a 1st reader complains before I go to the trouble.
