Tuesday Truth AND Teaser 11/13/18

Well, I’ve been in my new place for a little over 2 weeks and I am about 75% unpacked. I really like the place. It’s been amazingly quiet. It’s close to work, and close to the interstate so I can drive to mom’s. I have had very little time to sit and relax. Or do anything, really. Between work, going to mom’s, going to various evening meetings, church, knitting, writer’s group, etc. I haven’t gotten any writing done. This is it, the grand total of what I’ve written in the past three weeks:

Cole cast one last look around the river bank before turning and trotting back toward Omaha. He’d seen no men hiding, heard not a hint of trucks or other traffic, and hadn’t caught any unfamiliar scent carried on the night air. His patrol was over. With his paws heavy with mud, and his legs coated with drying goop, all he wanted was to be clean so he could bask in his mate’s warmth.

I was hoping to have at least a few hundred words for you tonight, but I am out of time. And energy. I volunteered to bring the dessert for the dinner at church tomorrow, and for some brilliant reason I thought I would bake something. (Somebody shoot me.) I managed to get the bakeware unpacked and washed, so I’m off now to mix up some cookies. Peanut butter blossoms since I have the ingredients for those.

I WILL get unpacked and be able to settle down to write soon. I just need to remember to breathe.  🙂