I almost posted last night, but it was about 1 am and decided I'd try to sleep instead. So I guess I'm last.
Ah well.
Things are good, I guess. Busy. I'm down about 32 lbs, exercising 6 days a week, so that's all going fine. Haven't written a word since I sent SPORE out 3 weeks ago. I need to find something else to work on, but I currently have nuthin'. Also no word from The Agent. Starting to really doubt that I'd nailed the changes and worry I've screwed them up. It's surely writer angst.
I sewed six 3-block strips into three 6-block hunks yesterday. Oh, I ripped out some darts I'd put in one of my granddaughter's skirts a while back. That's it for sewing.
We lost a big branch from the old maple in back, and a lot of smaller branches from other trees with this most recent snow. Hopefully winter's finally done.
That's about it for me. Have a good week.
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Sleep trumps posting every single time. Are you sleeping better now?
Not really. Been a bad, bad couple of weepy weeks in my head. Trying not to spread the 'joy'.
{{hugs}}
I'm confident it's writer's angst. Hugs.
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