Well, yes, they count. Tonight I made two meals, and helped Hope with her homework. She got most of it done.
Oh, and I wrote 118 words on Eve. Which is a great thing, considering I’d written not a damned thing since at least Sunday, and possibly Friday. My trick for avoiding writer’s block? Never let it get beyond the size of a Rubik’s Cube. 118 words is not much, but it is my reassurance to myself that I am not stuck, I’ve just had a couple non-writing days. They happen to everyone at some point.
Bed now. I’ve discovered I accomplish twice as much when I get that teeny bit more sleep I need. (Bedtime has moved up fifteen minutes and become nearly a commandment. It’s making an unbelievable difference!!)