I've just packed the fully repaired library books in the trunk of my car.
My beloved author should have her beloved novel waiting in her inbox, completely edited.
And my son is sitting in the middle of the living room, wrapped up in his new comforter.
I love it when a plan comes together.
Far ahead of schedule, I have completed my major tasks. My kids and I are chilling, watching a silly movie while I post this. After a very simple dinner and an even simpler bedtime routine for the kids, I shall finally return to my first novel.
I can't wait. I'm already smiling ear to ear.
Smile a little tonight with me, imagining me snuggling back into the comfort of my own fiction.