Let's see. 3 trees down in May this year. 3 last year. Water in the basement in June last year; water in the basement in June this year.
This whole home ownership thing is vastly overrated, I think.
Add to that a lot of volunteer work: I'm helping plan a major gardening conference for 800 attendees next year.
But despite that I'm writing in between. And I'm making good progress. I can easily see the characters in my head, and I hear their dialogue. I know where the book is going and I'm happy with the progress.
I'll check in next month and see if I feel so optimistic.
Until then, let's hope for quieter weather. please?