I am alone this week. If you count no husband as alone. There are still dogs and kids with me. I'm not being as productive as I could be, but that's ok. I am being productive. Wanted to hit a new 10k on the current WIP, but have decided to go for 5k instead.
In other news, it's official! I have been rejected! I know, I know, why am I happy? I'm not. I'm bummed. Because, you know, REJECTED! Still, I am marking this day on the calendar as feeling like I have a writing career now. May as well use this as a marker of being official!
Because it's my career and I can do what I want. Nyah!
Suppose I'd best get back to work. :)