The dog peed on the floor, because why not?
I trashed the first two chapters of my book and spent the day making a different first two chapters out of them. My book sucks.
It probably doesn’t suck. I feel like it sucks.
I still like the ending, though.
Just, blerg. Also, I had to do a huge load of towels because my dog can pee a gallon of water, apparently, and I had to do the dishes because I guess the Butcher doesn’t do that anymore. Or something.
So, happy vacation to me.