Exhibit B. I’m writing a little still (Beatles’ Book), but it’s absolute suckage. Most of the time, anyway.
Exhibit D. The natives are getting restless. I think they’re ready for school to start again, despite what they say. That means good behavior is at an all year low.
Exhibit E. Okay, there’s nothing to hate about this picture. That boy and his sister are just CUTE! (Incidentally, if you’re ever in Flagstaff in June-August, visit The Arboretum. You’ll never see a prettier, natural garden setting.
(The shots twice a day, not the husband.)
I’m glad the heparin injections have kept me from being on bed rest, but some days other complications keep me from doing much anyway. Two and a half weeks left, I keep telling myself, and then I’ll have my body back (mostly). And a sweet baby to show for the trouble.
What’s surprisingly not bugging me? Not hearing back from agents with requested materials. Probably because there’s enough stuff to keep me occupied right now anyway. It feels good to not obsess... at least with one thing.