Memorial Day is dangerous. It’s the first taste of summer. Sunny and warm, and full of lazy hours. Neither the kids nor myself really wanted to get up and get ready for school.
But it’s just a few more weeks until we can relax. It can not get here fast enough for me.
I doubt I’ll get drafting done today. I’m taking advantage of the husband being home to rearrange the upstairs for summer. It’s a ritual we go through every two years or so as the kids get older.
And tomorrow the last three stories will be free on Amazon!