The days are flying. Not sure how that happened but there you have it. I've been pretty true to my resolution so far. Working hard, enjoying my family, looking forward to the weekend. I'm hosting a chocolate and champagne party for friends and family this weekend and I'm excited about it. I have a good friend whose wonderful and talented significant other is also a chef who makes fabulous chocolates and cakes. He's making all the sweets for the event. (Also co-owners of Holbox Bakery who does my chocolate baskets.)
Anyway, should be fun.
I woke up early to do some writing, but my husband is pounding on the office window wanting me to go outside and enjoy the early morning with him. Sigh, what's a conflicted writer to do?