For those curious, I did get a late start. Very late start. But I’m going to see how much damage I can do for the next fourteen days anyway. You might have noticed an entry below called Last tango at Paris hotel. I have no idea why that has stuck with me…but I’m using it as a proceeding event. For the curious…here’s my start:

Rain dripped drearily against the window. The sound, on any weekend morning would be a soothing balm against whatever plans she originally might have sketched for the day. Can’t do yard work, it’s raining outside. Those errands here and there would have to wait as well since nobody in their right mind goes slogging packages to and from the stores when rain could drip into them and make your car smell like wet dog for weeks afterward. No, the rain would herald a chance to roll over and cuddle deeper into the down comforter and reach for the book and glasses sitting on the nightstand. A few hours later and she would emerge from the realms whatever was on top of her stack had taken her and she’d stretch to start her day with whatever could be accomplished around the weather.

            But this rain dripped down as if to further her misery. Instead of being a gateway to staying in her little haven it made leaving it that much worse. There would be fewer cabs available for the harrowing trip to the airport. Flights would be delayed once she got there. And the outfit she had carefully figured out was not meant for puddle jumping. This was probably the worst start to her trip that could possibly be imagined.

If anyone has any comments, please feel free to leave them here. If I do manage to get more done, I don’t know where I’ll post them but I can send the Nov 30th version to anyone curious.


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Escaping the world of children, family obligations, working in a male-dominated field to read about HEA/HFN and hopefully remembering to write about it.

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