Wow, been a while since I blogged. Sorry about that. I had a great time at Coastal Magic Convention, but pretty much as soon as I arrived, I got sick. Thankfully, I didn’t get really sick until I got home, where I had antibiotics waiting for me, and of course, my own bed. You never really appreciate the wonderfulness of your own bed until you’re sick while away from home, right?
Anyway, I spent the next week trying to get better, and then my husband caught my bad cold/flu/whatever it was (no, it wasn’t coronavirus, as far as symptoms go, because neither he nor I had shortness of breath.) So, that wasn’t a pile of fun. Then, to make things uber stressful, my father coded after a medical procedure last week. He was successfully resuscitated, thank God, and is now out of the hospital and recovering, but as you can imagine, the experience was quite upsetting.
Now, I’m trying to hunker down and get some writing done, because all the above was not great for my writing progress, and my deadline looms. Speaking of that, I’m going to wrap up this blog post so I can get back to the keyboard. But before I go, let me end this somewhat gloomy post on a more amusing note: Here is the face of a boy who threw up on my bed, then tried to “fix” the problem by covering it with my blankets. Loki looks too cute to have committed such a heinous act, but looks can be deceiving 🙂