There’s a storm going on over my house. Yes, right over my house. I’m pretty sure the floodgates have opened directly over my little roof on my little house. Good grief, it’s pouring! Lightning, thunder, Abby Dawg hiding under the desk, all the other dawgs sound asleep, ignoring the weather. And me typing like mad to get this update written and posted before the power or the internet or both go out. So no more chit-chat tonight, just the numbers and then I’m off of here.
Word count goal for the month: 50K. Nightly: 1,667. Tonight: A little over 3K. Total: A little over 20K. Woohoo! Now I’m gonna amscray! TTYL!