I managed to finish another chapter today.  I hate that this has dragged along so much but I’ve had so many days where other things around here made demands on my time and, when I could finally sit down to work, I was so tired I couldn’t think straight.

     There aren’t enough hours in a day some days.  I don’t know where they go.  One minute I look at the clock and it’s early the next time I look it’s Oh My Gawd is it that time already?  Off I dash to cook dinner or jump in the shower and head to bed. 

     Dear Hubby isn’t in a frenzy running back and forth to the nursing and rehab hospital.  He is less frantic now that his mother is back in her home.  The energy in the house is calmer.  It seems that lately I’m writing at a steadier pace. 

     I know that I can now do the long haul and finish the books.