Today I woke in Grandma's closet.
Tomorrow I'll wake in Grandma's closet.
The next day, I'll wake in Val's closet.
I have become a closet sleeper. Not to worry. I've discovered I sleep even better in a closet than I do in a bedroom. Too bad my closet isn't big enough for sleeping.
But yeah. Tomorrow morning I'm leaving my beloved Texas and it's 64 degree weather and going to Wisconsin to it's 41 degree weather.
Don't worry. I'm armed with new scarfs from Christmas and some new outfits my parents got for me.
Today I spent packing, teaching my Colorado cousins to swing dance and trying to come up with my writing priorities for the new year. I've decided to put Swing on the back burner as my "weekend project" and turn my focus to "The Captive" which is the sequel to "The Secret of Sentarra" series.
It'll be fun to have a fresh manuscript to figure out the steps to editing and producing - this time hopefully in the proper order. Before I do that though, "Across the Distance" still needs the final read-through and then I'll be learning InDesign and proper page layout.
Then it's off to the proof-readers and plunging into revising "The Captive." It'll be good to write Eirlerre again. Tonight... it's late. And I need to go to bed.
Tomorrow is a traveling day.
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