I'm glad it's over - this week of surprises. My mom went into the hospital after a fall. Her pain is being managed for now, but we must begin the process of finding a personal care home for her.
THEN ... trees, one of my favorite things in the whole wide world, invaded our sewer with their roots. The roto rooter people had me rearrange the basement looking for some takeup valve that I never remembered seeing before. The basement has many dark shadows in it filled with boxes of my children's past. Why did I store those? Not sure.
SO ... I decided this was the week to treat myself to that macbook I've been ogling. And my favorite store is out of stock.
BUT...
The week is over, a harvest moon will shine tonight, and I will NOT fear this last round of edits on my book with my new editor.
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