The ten-day break

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Not from blogging, but from my book.

Grandsons are back home, a great time had by all. From their lovely visit I earned a boat-load of peace concerning my long-distance grandparent status, in the manner that life is what it is and all of it's a blessing in one manner or another. That's a concise way to put it, maybe someday I'll expand on it. Right now it's enough to know they had fun, we did too, and now it's raining and I have a mild case of shingles and again I've retreived my novel, read several chapters today, and hopefully will write on Monday.

We'll see what happens with that prediction!

In the meantime.... Shingles. Sigh. Just about every spring since my first case back in 2019, I get shingles. This time they're on the right side of my lower neck. Which is safely concealed by turtlenecks because it's not warm with this storm which has produced thunder and lightning for most, merely rain for us. Which if you have shingles, is fine because you don't feel like doing much other than reading chapters of the novel you started back in February when it was QUITE cold. And dark. And still winter-like. Now it's spring. Much brighter. Kinda chilly. Definitely wet.

Camilla isn't so sure about whatever riles up a chicken. Photo from a few days ago, courtesy of my husband.

Our weather was SUNNY and WARM this time a week ago when the grandsons were here, perfect temps for them to be outside. If they were still here, we'd be cooped in the house. And I'd have shingles and not want to be too close to them. Why being a long-distance grandparent is okay. Other reasons too, but in the immediate moment, that's enough.

So, a ten-day break from writing/poking at one's book. Ten days. Sort of interesting how ten days carries some weird resonance. What about eight days or eleven days? Ten days. Huh.

She's STILL not certain, lol.

Anyway, shingles aside, I'm here, and happy to be returned to my usual routine. Mostly usual. Shingles in spring usual. LOL. Ahem....

(Because you never know what's going to happen next, you know?) 

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