It’s Sunday night. Hubby is watching the Footy. Normally, I’d be upstairs cleaning my teeth by now. Instead, I am sitting in the living room feeling surprisingly perky. There is only one reason for this: I’m not at work tomorrow.  It’s almost magical. I even,  *even* feel a little urge to write something! O_O First time this has happened in fucking WEEKS!  It’s a Good feeling – I was beginning to think it had deserted me. But it’s a little late to start tonight.   And I won’t be writing tomorrow, either.   What I plan to do is put on Ceremonials (courtesy of @miss_rosie for my last birthday…GOOD CALL, HON!!!  XXX) and spend the day editing Martha’s Gift. And possibly nap.
Happy day. 🙂