Happy 12k.
Well, I’m 33 pages of garbage into Shedding Skin. Infancy. I look at what I’ve accomplished and I think, ‘Wow, I hate every word of this’. I’m headed in the right direction.
Meanwhile, my great aunt passed away. I’m not sure how I feel. Sad, obviously, but something else. Homesick?
When I talked to my mom about it, I let her know I couldn’t make the funeral. Not so close to the move, our savings are going toward getting from point a to point b. There’s nothing to be done about it.
She said it was fine. Expected. Everyone knows we’re moving. Etc.
I wonder if this book will be out in time for my dad to read it?
Knowing his health issues, it might not.
If I run out of time, at least I know I’m the same disappointment he remembers me being.
Cheers Kat