Laziest day I’ve had in weeks. And that’s saying something.
Up before seven, but not by much. Worked on the second of the new shorts I started, then switched to critic mode and finished the (new) last of the N critiques.
Took an early break from the keyboard and drank coffee in front of a fire with the kitties the rest of the morning. Overcast day, gray skies. Felt like Christmas.
Drove to UPS this afternoon and dropped of what I hope is the last of the outgoing packages, then picked up some wine and came home.
Stacked wood in the patio caddy before taking a nap. Started a new novel, The Bear. Figure to sit back and take it easy tonight. Fill myself up with as many good thoughts as the moment allows.