So this week, I somehow finished up episode 1–well, the draft anyway.
But yes, all the way to the end. I’m pleased, a little tired, and peering into episodes 2 and 3.
One down, two to go.
I have some thoughts about my pandemic year, but I think I’ll save those for a separate post.
For now, I’m going to go stretch my legs and commence with the plotting.
March is unusually mellow so far this year. We may even hit 60 degrees later today or tomorrow. I suspect we’ll get the usual mid-month basketball tournament snowfall, but for now, I’m not complaining. The sun is out, the snow is melting, and it’s nice to walk outside and not have my face hurt.
Oddly enough, I’m not that tired this morning (although, ask me tomorrow how I feel …). I’ve realized I’m at the age where any time change throws me off my stride.