Why is it every time I start writing these last 7K of #1: Harder & Harder To Breathe... I wind up going into #2: One Last kiss Goodbye... and changing things around?
Why is it when I finally have time to myself one of the family (mainly the kids) has to come and annoy the crap out of me? I feel like I never get anything done because I have to help everyone else out.
Why is it as soon as I settle in to write my cats (I have 3: Droogie, Willow, and Toby) all decide they need to lay all over me?
Why is it people use the last of something and then put the empty container back into the fridge? My hubs is really bad at this.
Okay that's the end of this weeks rant... Thank you all for listening.