It’s true that when you’re expecting mail — good, fun mail — that it’s only a sad mailbox that has just a bill and an ad in it.
Well, I tell myself that the point of this, like other writing projects, is to get you writing on a daily basis so I’m doing that and it’s good. But in terms of sharing I’m feeling a little let down so I’m debating what to do.
Meanwhile I’m going to spend a little time beading this afternoon and then tonight: dinner in New Lebanon with the Delightful Gail Burns and Terry Plumb-Clark! What to wear, what to wear?
