I don’t feel like ranting today, not that I couldn’t come up with rants to write. OK, that first line was a half-truth, I am quite sure once I started I could probably keep ranting, but for today, my husband takes preference. He has allowed me to write to my heart’s content, ignore the house, ignore him to a point, and so on. (Allowed is my way of saying he has been more tolerant than I ever dreamed possible, enabling, sweet, more patient than he is about anything normally.) He is on vacation this week, working around the house, still not complaining MUCH about my writing. . . So, for today, I am doing my share around here. Tomorrow, no guarantees, but I will post links to interesting reading. . . and opportunities to share your words!
Now write, so I don’t have anything to rant about!
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please.
