Imagine That, One Year Later...

I just happened on over here, on the occasion of replacing our horrendously inoperable MacBook with a Windows PC -- this will take FOREVER in adjustment time -- and I giggled when I saw the date of my last entry.

A lot has changed, but I'm still wearing a 0 with a belt. We have a different dog now, probably largely because enough horrifying stuff hadn't already happened to us, and Different Dog (R_____) was just certified as a Therapy Dog! That made me proud, but also kind of neglectful in the S______ department. She would have been an awesome Therapy Dog.

I'm working on a Giant Cell memoir. I have 40 pages. J_____ is also writing. We plan to combine our thoughts and pages. I have learned via minimal research that before seeking out an agent, I'll need to actually write the entire thing first. That's probably for the better, end-result wise anyway.

Someone needs to get to bed for work tomorrow! Imagine, a whole year later.