My bags are packed, a cat or two are probably packed in the bags. They’re in the boxes for sure since I can’t keep them out of the boxes. Or baskets. Or my way.
But…. that’s okay, because….
…it’s almost here, closer than Halloween actually. Closing date is set, need a confirmation for a time. Moving plans are finalized. (Just about…about 98% firmed up) So it’s official. In a few days, I will be a homeowner… my first ‘mine only’ ownership, eleven years post-divorce. Can you just hear that giant sigh?
The gap is also rapidly closing (no pun intended, well, maybe) between my next book— When Clouds Gather– goes from an endless stack of edits and re-writes to a final, completed book.
So in the meantime, here is a peek at the new humble abode where Taz, the furr-kids and I shall soon be calling home. Next I’ll share a bit about the new book, once I have that date set in wet concrete.
Exterior. Cute, cute, cute, lots of personality and ageless charm.
New writing room
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