Liz and I have been out of contact for a few days as I was in the far north ( Barrie) helping my daughter move. What with two cats under foot, a two year old boy , (who was actually very good)
and no running water, it was more than a nightmare. They say, I am not sure who said it , that moving is as stressful as a death in a family and I believe it. I am bone weary and even my fingers are hurting.
I am looking forward to having a few days away in Kincardine for the Easter week- end and now that the snow is melting and the sun is shining it will be a nice break for Peter and I.
Today after catching up at home and a big pot-roast simmering in the slow cooker, I have been busy doing three more summary chapters of Body Perfect. Tonight I have a choice of either Madelaine or Body, Decisions, decisions.
This will be a slow week with the writing as Liz goes on vacation Tuesday and I on Thursday for the Easter break so those of you waiting on chapters....
Oh, the smell of the Pot roast. Must take a break and go get some nice bread to sop up that lovely gravy. Anyone for dinner?