It might be moving day. Moving into the new office, that is.
Picture me standing here, doing the pee-pee dance of shameless excitement. This is good news; once I’m settled again, things can get back to some semblance of normal, as far as the writing goes.
In other news, send good thoughts Mr. Silver’s way. He has an interview tomorrow for a job he’s actually interested in. I’m crossing everything. Except maybe my eyes. I kinda need those.
Have a great Monday!