It is approximately the eleventh anniversary of the day I began writing my big bad book. It currently stands at 103,741 words. I might have finished it by now, but I haven’t written anything since Foxy died.
When we first got Foxy, we didn’t have furniture yet. My dad was in the process of moving out and my mom didn’t want a dog at her house, so I slept in my dad’s empty house with her.
My room is nearing completion! Soon I’ll have everything in place for a room tour. until then, here’s a sneak peek at my room:
Yes, this Weeklies is going to be on a Thursday. It’s been a crazy week and it’s not even over yet, so you’ll have to make do with this. I’ll tell you about my week soon enough. There’s a lot to catch up on.
Let’s start with music.
I had the induction for my new job today. I think I’m even more excited to work there than before, now. I think I’m going to really like it.