Look, I feel pretty guilty not having communicated this long, okay, but— we were moving and painting and cleaning house in Colorado for sale. (No, it’s still not sold. Actually it’s temporarily off the market, though we intend to put it up again really soon.)
And of course we spent months going back and forth, so the new place is mostly still packed, and — you know this is the kiss of death, right? — we’ve started using boxes as furniture.
(Uh. We haven’t found our Christmas trees. Wonder if I could just decorate a box?)
HOWEVER it looks like some form of organization is emerging, provided of course the boxes don’t achieve sentience and form a box army.
So I wanted to tell you I’m still alive, and tell you to watch this space for a Christmas gift.
And now I’ll finish the dining room so we have a place to eat tonight!
She Is Alive! [Evil Laughter]
Shared over on Sarah's Diner at Baen's Bar