Well, silly me. I forgot to post anything last week. Considering I’ve been giving myself a couple of weeks off from writing before I do the final draft of the current book, you’d think I would have plenty of time. NOT. I’ve had doctor and dental appointments, car appointments, meetings and stuff. That’s what happens when you cram everything into one short period of time. And on top, I’m hosting Covid refugees right now.
Number two son Chris and his daughter Cora were out of town together at a conference while Brandy and Zoe were at home and got exposed to Covid while back-to-school shopping. They are quarantined for ten days. Chris and Cora came straight to my house since getting off the airplane and hopefully they will return home this weekend.
Crossing my fingers that next week I’ll be more relaxed.