I successfully recovered from my Saturday shopping horror . Sunday turned out to be a pretty day in Victoria--suitable for golf--so we did. Golf, that is.
Plus I wrote. I've been going through my novel MS one LAST time incorporating the suggestions of my wonderful critique partner Katie Bryan. It took a LOT longer than I thought it would, but I made some significant additions and changes (all for the better, of course) and now have a 80,500 word manuscript all ready to sell.
I have just emailed off that revision to Katie for her to look at in toto and possibly tweak before I put together my irresistable query letter and dynamite synopsis to hook a top agent who will fall in love with the manuscript and sell it within a few weeks.
Anyway, Sunday was a good day.
Today... Well, today was a double-barreled Monday if there ever was one. Mondays following a four-day weekend ought to be outlawed. Or at least reduced to a four-hour work day so we could ease back into our work routine.
But no. I (and likely many of YOU) spent over 8 hours at work today. I was slaving over a hot HR manager's desk. I had to handle such earth-changing issues as some problems with employees' uniforms and a return-to-work fit-for-duty exam. I had to answer some questions about our 401(k) plan, and reply to emails, and even approve some invoices!
Can you IMAGINE!?
But now I'm safe at home, ready to have a relaxing evening with my wonderful wife. Who, by the way, spent the afternoon working on the ski sweater she's knitting for our grandson Trevor. And it is C-U-T-E!!
Once it's finished you'll all be treated to a digital picture of it.
If, that is, Carol and I ever find time to read the manual for our new digital camera so we can take pictures with it.