I’ve been away only a short time but it feels longer. Spring break passed in a whirlwind, although at the time it too seemed much longer…
Fort building with Mom – my hideout for much of Spring Break
Other highlights in my world:
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Regan (my laptop) and I compromised. I pretend she isn’t possessed by evil forces intent on destroying my world, and she continues to inexplicably freeze or shut down just when I need her most. OK, not much of compromise, but I’m afraid of her. She knows I hope to replace her. She’s seething.
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Women’s Health magazine featured several six-word memoirs from Not Quite What I was Planning, and guess who the editors included? Yay! They created fabulous artwork for my memoir. Check out the April issue, page 94. I tell you, seeing this was even a bigger thrill than finding out I’d been chosen to be in the book. The editors read it, got it, and celebrated it. *happy sigh*
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My wifi router died, another reason I’m not online often.
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I’ve had tons and tons of freelance work, which is much needed because…
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Husband and I finally bought a king-sized bed!
Picture this: A six-foot tall reverberating snorer. A six-year old sleep talker who flails. Me contorted in the middle. All three on an incredibly shrinking, eighteen-year-old double mattress. I usually awoke to numb arms and multiple aches because I couldn’t move.
No longer, my friends. I’m still stuck in the middle, but I have room to languidly move arms and legs at will. The snores seem farther away, as does the morning breath, and the dervish that is No. 2 son asleep causes nary a blip during my slumber.
Granted the oversized– and did I mention pillow-top? — bed in our late 1930s bungalow means we have about 32 inches on two sides of the bed and about 38 at the end for furniture and traffic flow. But who cares when we’re finally getting sleep! Well-worth dealing with Regan and no wi-fi for another several months.
On the horizon: A book launch celebration for
elizabethcbunce this Friday! A writing powwow Saturday afternoon with
and
! KU in the Final Four! The Police with Elvis Costello in May!
Must return to freelance work. The credit card statement that includes the bed and new bedding purchases arrived yesterday. Shudder. Happy Spring, all!