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I wrote just over 2k words. Am still highly impressed with self for maintaining an above 1k average for 13 days now *nods*.
I have another week and a half of freedom to write as and when I need to. It's been bliss those past few weeks. That time is coming to an end, though, as DB is going to start travel again week after next. It has pros and cons, of course. I'll miss him being around all the time. I won't miss having to cook for four people with three different tastes, let alone cooking meat. I won't miss having twice as much washing-up/cleaning either. So, I guess that although I'll have to rearrange my times of writing, it won't necessarily be less time for writing.
I detest routine, which translates for me into ritual. Yes, I'm very aware that I frequently fall for it, so I guess it's a good thing that stuff is changing again. That way, I won't get stuck in routine. I fall into its trap because I was conditioned to it throughout childhood and early-ish adulthood. And it's one heck of a task to uncondition routine. After all, it's around us, wherever we look. But it is so liberating to free yourself from it, it's worth every effort.