Last weekend, DH and I flew to Denver to “boot” #1 Grandson off to boot camp. He’s enlisted in the US Air Force and will report at the end of July. Next week, DH and I will fly to Anaheim for the RWA conference. This week…I’m feeling in limbo.
Want to pack, but can’t because everything will need ironing when I get there if I do. Want to work on a new story, but typing eight chapters of handwritten and almost illegible scribbles seems like too much work. Two new dictation systems are giving me fits, so I’m setting them aside until I no long feel furious about they’re lack of cooperation. It has to be them, not me.
Am waiting for edits on my latest book. Those will probably arrive the day before I leave for conference. And if that isn’t enough, I have a dental appointment at 7:00 am.
Oh well, oh dear. Hope your day is going better than mine is. I’m taking comfort in knowing things will change—one way or another.
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