Yesterday wasn’t a BAD day–I don’t have those, subscribing, as I do, to the philosophy that if I can open my eyes in the morning and get out of bed, it’s a good day.
It would be more apt to say that yesterday was an inconvenient day. Murphy’s Law, run amok–if anything could go wrong, it did. Small things, granted–but those are very the things that drive me crazy. For instance, I was writing away, and my computer decided to do this totally weird thing, and solving the problem (thank you, Rachel Burchot at Harlequin) took precious time. Things spilled,… Read More »