We’re coming into the home stretch here. I can feel it. I may never be thankful again.
Oh, come on. I’m just kidding.
But know what? It’s a beautiful day outside. It’s fifty degrees and sunny. It feels like fall, and it IS fall, but usually at this time of year we tend more toward smaller numbers, if you know what I mean. So today I’m grateful that it’s lovely outside, and that I made it out there too. That I spent four Very Productive Hours working on my revisions. That I think the book is getting better (oh, let me stop when I get to the top of that trend, and not revise it to death…). That even with the lots of removals, my word count increased by more than a thousand today. And that I made bread so we can have sandwiches for dinner. That we can go for shakes tonight (because Why Not?) and that the Kids are enjoying each other. That I have another day (tomorrow) with nobody expecting much of anything from me, so I can continue to revise and strengthen my little book. And that I have books on the nightstand waiting for me to dive into them. See? There is much to be glad for, even on a Normal Day.
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We had the most gorgeous weather for Thanksgiving week. I made bread today, too. A friend gave me a new recipe and I’ll never go back. It is amazing. The shakes sound delish. And I’m hoping for one of those nowhere-to-go days tomorrow too. I think I wrote one paragraph today.
We had the most gorgeous weather for Thanksgiving week. I made bread today, too. A friend gave me a new recipe and I’ll never go back. It is amazing. The shakes sound delish. And I’m hoping for one of those nowhere-to-go days tomorrow too. I think I wrote one paragraph today.