My Book!
Trying to finish the editing process before I'm 75. Hey, I don't have but 2,284 Sundays to go!
So I spend my nights chopping, inserting, reading, reading and reading.
No phonecalls to friends at night.
No TV.
No late night snacking.
No kickin' it.
Just editing.
I promised I'd finish this, and dog's foot, I will.
That "dog's foot" was a "damnit", but then I changed it. Trying to tone potty-mouth down just a bit. Don't want to overdo it, though. A swear word here or there releases so much stress.
