It seems my Alien Invasion dreams motivated me to hit the ground running the second I got out of bed this morning. It’s certainly not a bad thing, I suppose…but I’m kind of glad I don’t get to pick which dreams I have. I certainly don’t want that one *every* night.
I should be caught up on my emails now — if I owe you something and haven’t gotten back to you, please drop me a line and nudge me. I am not, however, caught up on my reviews or Chapter 12, and the bananas on the counter desperately need to be made into bread and I desperately need to take a shower and GET DRESSED. Which I’m now going o do. In that order. Starting with the bananas.
The aliens can have me…but they’re going to have to catch me first!