Having sauntered into work at 8:20 instead of my more usual 7:20, I thought I should buckle right down to it today.

So, I'm writing a blog entry.

The weekend! A topic I have very little to say about, I'm afraid. I mean, I had a good weekend, but it wasn't full of adventurous excitements.

Saturday I shopped. Lacy underthings! (It's amazing how much stuff you have to replace even when you've only lost a measly 22 lbs.)

And some new jammies that someone I know said were hideous but she's just jealous, I'm sure. What's not to like about fluffly pink jammies? They're warm and soft and an amazing sort of baby-girl-pink shade. I put them on and wore them around the apartment for a while Saturday evening but they're actually too warm to wear right now, so I've laid them aside until winter actually arrives.

Also, sadly, I bought chocolate. The problem with the Outlet Mall is that they have a Rocky Mountain Chocolate Factor there. I ate well over a quarter of a pound of it between Saturday evening and Sunday. That's not good for the diet. I made up for it (in a limited way) by skipping dinner last night. Tonight I'll be restricting myself to a main dish of fish with some sweet, crisp watermelon to finish off on.

Or, not. I'm thinking I'm not doing very well on the diet this time, so maybe I should take a week "off" and then buckle down and do it right for a few weeks after that. Just until I lose this last 4 lbs I want to lose.

I had a Major Revelation on Friday, after the one I blogged about, even, so let's call this one Revelation #2, but when it came right down to it, I didn't do anything with it in a writing sense over the weekend. I think it's a Desk Problem. When I'm at the office, I have a nice, big desk with plenty of light and a good chair to sit in. Long years of experience make me associate this set-up with "being productive" (in my own special fashion).

At home I lounge in a recliner. It's just the wrong ambiance. I have a fabulous table in my room that would be perfect for writing (it's actually a drafting table) but I don't have a chair. Also, it's fine up until 10:00 in the morning, but the only window in the room faces east, so after that time, it's too dark. So I need a lamp, too.

A computer wouldn't hurt. I mean, I can't move the PC in and out of my room every ten minutes depending on what stage I'm at at the moment, can I? To do any serious writing I really would need a computer. So I need to buy a laptop.

A chair, a lamp, and a laptop.

I could settle for a chair and a lamp, I guess. Laptops are pretty cheap right now, though, and it's not like I need a top-of-the-line one or anything. Just something I can load Word onto.

I'm back to finding excuses instead of writing, I know.