I’m not doing much besides writing and working. I’m working a lot, 60 hour work week, and I’ve probably put ten hours into writing already, and it’s only Tuesday. Or Wednesday. I’m confused. I’m really into a new project, and I’ve been leaving work, going home, feeding the critters and sitting down to write some more at night. It ends up giving me about twenty minutes of down time, from 8:10 to 8:30pm, but I’m finding when you’re doing what you love, that’s all right.
I’m not quite sure what’s lit this fire recently. But I’m riding the mixed-metaphor wave as far as it’ll take me.
And to amuse you, your weekly dose of animals. We bought Clara a dog bed, since she is now Without Couch. She is too timid to use it much, though. It has been taken over.
And Digit just about killed me with this the other day. He does NOT go on top of the fridge. That’s Adah’s domain. She has her bed up there, and she loves it.
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