I wish I could say I’d been doing anything more exciting recently than watching episodes of Game of Thrones, but that would be a lie. I didn’t even have my regular writing group on Sunday.
I had to go into the office today, to take notes at a meeting, rather than work from home. And I finally (yesterday) finished reading Maureen F. McHugh’s Mission Child. (I liked things about it; I don’t know that I liked the book.) That’s about as close to exciting as the past few days have gotten.
I’m kind of okay with that, actually.