1800 words today. I really thought I could double up on the count. I can’t. My brain starts acting like a dried up pen cartridge. So, I plod through. I’m on target, but it looks like I’ll have to work every day to the end of the month. I’m jealous of my friends, who are closer to finishing, but I can’t seem to go any faster.
Cherry and Coco had the last day of school before Thanksgiving Break. I ordered the turkey, pre-cooked.