|Bailey is proofreading my chapter.|
I slept in. All the way to 6:25am!
I slid out of bed and in my favorite red flannel nightshirt and old black bathrobe, I quietly made my way downstairs followed by my faithful cat, Bailey.
I fed him, so he will decided to murder me another day.
I started the coffee and realized I was hungry. There was Bison left overs so by the time my coffee was ready my stomach was digesting Buffalo Meat!
It makes me mighty.
Coffee in hand I sat in my comfy chair and started writing. Bailey of course has t supervise while sitting on my chest. My team of specially trained squirrels were deployed to draw away his attention so I could misuse there, they're and there tomy hearts content.
Later I am having brunch with a group of other authors. There is actually a slight chance we might actually talk about writing! I am visiting a friend after that and the home to write another chapter followed by dinner and a movie in the home theater.
When Is the next Gun Show? Maybe we should do a Gun Enthusiast brunch!
--Life is good.