Suck.
Okay, maybe not as much for writers. I did get Karl off to work this morning—at the ungodly hour of 6am, which means we were up at 5am. No one should have to get up that early. It’s unheard of. And, he won’t be home until 7:30 tomorrow morning. (the life of a paramedic) If there’s a bad storm or something then I’ll only have Sukie here. She’s a Pekinese. She’ll actually be hiding under the bed.
Karl bought me this wonderful coffee pot for my birthday. It’s a Keurig. I can go to the kitchen, put in a single brand coffee thingy, close the lid, hit tall cup, and have a fresh cup of coffee in about 15 seconds—Hazelnut flavored at that. In fact, I just did. Fast, isn’t it. I bet y’all didn’t even notice I was gone. But I was, and now I have this nice hot cup of coffee. 
Okay, I’ve sooooo got to do an incredible amount of work done today so y’all be sort of good.
Hugs,
Karen
Karen Kelley worked ten years for an advanced life support ambulance service. She’s been caught in a flash flood and stood by at hostage situations. She’s gotten ambulance calls when a tornado was spotted in the area, gone to shootings and stabbings—always with the knowledge that the perpetrator could still be close by. So what could top all that? Writing Romance! Karen writes full-time now, and collects junk which she fondly calls antiques. She loves sitting on the patio on a warm spring day and procrastinating about her approaching deadline. 
