There’s a reason I spend most of my time reading and writing. Put a screwdriver in my hand, and I’m dangerous.
Fortunately my dad rode into the rescue today to help me change my front porch light.
Yes, I needed help with a porch light. Now to find someone to ride into the rescue with cleaning house.
Hopefully my city’s still here tomorrow. The wind’s blowing so fast shopping carts at Wal-Mart were flying across the parking lot. Ugh. DD was rounding them up and rolling them inside in an attempt to save a few cars.
It’s dry outside, so fires are everywhere. Walked out of a meeting tonight and could barely see. I still smell like smoke.
I’m not happy with the chapter I’m working on right now. The plot is there, but the emotional depth is missing, so I’m back on it tomorrow.
I’ve been back on Weight Watchers for 2 weeks, and I’ve lost 5.5 pounds. Woo Hoo!