Valentine has taken over my writing spot for the week. She’s keeping it warm for me. My J-O-B has a lot of stuff going on and no one is more sorry than I am over the fact that posting this week will be very light. Last night I was so tired that I fell asleep across the laundry pile I was supposed to be folding. It was only eight o’clock. The next three days will be equally long and exhausting, so forgive me if you don’t hear anything from me until Friday.
One day, maybe, in a land where dreams come true, I can spend all of my time curled in my blue chair, the morning sun warm on my back, while I write and write and write. But until blogging pays the bills, it’s off through the rain and cold I go.