I feel like Ferris Bueller these days.
We’ve had a lot of upheaval lately, more than a little stress, and well, you could say things have gone to the dogs. Literally.
We took in a stray about 10 days ago and have been working to get him safely placed. And I mean working. There has been flyers, posts, calls, texts, begging, pleading, tears, and recriminations…
And we have Sally and our temporary lodger, Timber in the house. I don’t think we’ve had a good night’s sleep in weeks, and I’m feeling pretty worn.
So, whether I meant to or not, I took the weekend off from doing any writing. The brainpower is not there. I will try to get back in the groove this week, but I make no guarantees.
So, yeah, don’t forget that Harry is out there in the world waiting for you to pick him up.
I hope you are well. Is it November yet?
*hugs* November will be here before you know it. I’m actually waiting for Harry to pick ME up. And then throw me back down again…on my bed. Or any surface, really. 😀