Let’s start with my mistress of the obvious thing…if you are eligible to, and haven’t already cast your ballot, please get out to the polls and vote. Thank you, and have a nice day.
Secondly, that blasted daylight savings worked in my favor for a change. Last night the little man was thrown completely off. At 3pm he demanded dinner (I held out until 4:30). He was in the bath by 6:30. I was going to stall him on that one, but he’d already stripped off all his clothes and thrown them in the hamper. By 7pm he was completely exhausted, in his jammies, and asking me to tuck him in. Worked for me. In the hour and a half following his bedtime I pounded out another 1400+ words, 276 words over my quota for the day. And I have more of an idea where the story will be going. And a clear plan for today. Get the little man on the school bus, vote, write, make stew (in that order). But first, coffee.
Bonus: Presidential puppets from milk cartons. 