I Wish I could have sent the hubby-to-be to deal with the puppy at 5am this morning.
Buuuut, he has already done his part of dealing with the furry baby beast an hour ago.
« Hey, never mind that, mama writer, here’s your chance to sit down in the quiet of the early morning and escape in one of those stories of yours… or even study, maybe », said my dreamy self.
That was a happy optimistic tough indeed.
Puppy had another plan: play.
That we did for a bit. But, was it enough for puppy? Of course not.
Therefore, the furry beast went into mischievous mode. Which makes noise. Which awoken my wonderful, amazing, kiddo.
By then, it was almost 6 am and the only thing I was able to do is open Word!!
Oh well… I better hug the little frustration away and get on with the day.
Less word, more family time for this mama writer. I’m lucky. So grateful and lucky.
Wishing you all the good words dear fellow writers !