Good lord. Joy was just giving me nighttime kisses (licking the h-e-double-hockey-sticks out of my face)…when I felt something in her ear hair. Felt like a matte, so I picked at it a little bit, then realized it was something in there, like a bramble or something. It was not a bramble. It was a FREAKING SPIDER. Dead. But STILL. lol. Good lord, that’s a first.
She either found it and rolled in it—she, for god knows what reason, absolutely LOVES to roll on dead bugs—or she walked through a web at some point today and it just got caught. Wild. Never seen that before.
A zero day writing-wise, which I wasn’t expecting. But…sigh. Back at it tomorrow. I’m committed to a full week for the rest of the week, no matter what resistance says. I’m so close on this outline. Lots of WORK to do on it, but so close. I can do it. The story has almost all the shape I need from it to start writing. Just need to push through.
The dogs are all huddled close. We’re very cozy. It’s sleepy time. Night night.