The last couple of days for me have been all about taking care of personal business - from a trip to the dentist (no root canal! Yea!), to a trip to the doctor (basically fine! Yea!), to the delivery of my new, fantastic mattress (comfy! Yea!).
(Interjections! For excitement! Or emotion!)
All of that - combined with the capture, yesterday, of the raccoon that had been living in our attic - kept me from writing, and kept the focus on me. Which, really, is not generally where I like the focus to be. Taking care of myself, being attentive to y own needs... remains the thing that I'm not necessarily attuned to, or good at.
I am getting there, though, slowly. And now, armed with a comfy bed, a general sense of reasonably good health, and a little time... I should be able to get back into a more regular writing groove. Hopefully.