Ever since I had my molar worked on Thursday, I've been behind, both at school and in my novel. Who'd believe a toothache could throw me that far off?
I thought I'd get caught up Friday, then Saturday, but here it is Sunday evening, and I just finished my Saturday words. (And putting the electric wire fence back around the front yard stallion, who could have left any time he'd felt like it the way it was.) The week's worth of hay is hauled, and some more is on line for delivery over Thanksgiving, but I am going to have a problem this winter if I can't line up more, and the cash to pay for it. (Be nice to sell a few to accomplish both goals at once...)
