My house is this wonderful nest of awesome right now because the weather is stunningly perfect and I have windows that I can open without having to worry about them. Simple pleasures.
My steps towards finding an editor have been… interesting. Yet again, expectations and reality didn’t quite meet up. After a few initial conversations and some deeper digging, I’ve discovered that I am probably looking at several thousand dollars to go through an entire process of different levels of editing as well as cover and design work for my book.
It is officially recital weekend and I’m in crazy mode. Yesterday was all about running around and getting some last minute things taken care of (why it takes until last minute before she realizes she needs some of these kinda important things is beyond me). Today won’t be much better because I, again, managed to add another thing to my to do list when I offered to make the recital bouquets for BG and her dance friend.
Yet another view that I have lost to progress and construction. It makes me sad and want to move, but there are so many other things that we like about where we live that we put up with it. I do wonder, and often at that, if that tolerance is worth all those other things.
We got more snow this morning. Not a lot. Probably less than an inch, but it was a nice refresh to what we got the other day and that had already mostly melted. I like seeing it on the ground, stuck in the branches of the trees and on the bushes. It is especially nice that there isn’t so much that the roads are bad. There is something about a new snow that makes the world feel fresh and new and clean. Continue reading “More Snow”
I have no clue when we will see the white stuff this year. When fall first hit, I thought for sure it was going to be a long, bitter cold winter with lots of snow because we had some crazy low temperatures for that time of year. Now, we were near 70 yesterday. It is supposed to be cold the rest of the week, but no snow in the forecast. I would really like one good snow this year, then it can pack it’s bags, along with the cold, and find somewhere farther north to hang for the rest of the season.