
I need to find some time for myself. I have a book plotted out, I made it to a workshop this weekend that proved the book will work (yay me), so all I have to do is write it. I don't exactly see a place in my day to do that.
Hopefully, time will loosen this week. The appraisal on this house should happen, so should the inspection on what we hope will be the new place...and the boys finish up with school.
Maybe I'm completely deluded, but I am looking forward to summer. I'm an early riser, so I could get some work done ine the morning if I wasn't coralling kids into the van and waking the baby way before the princess would like to rise.
I like lazy summer days sprinkled with fun moments with the kiddos. It fills up my love cup, which makes writing happy stories easier.