Write Away!

Yesterday was halcyon. With no outside commitments, Fiorella arose before seven, washed her hair and dressed, wrote about her dramatic tendencies, then spent the rest of the day working on her latest literary masterpiece. There was a brief pause at eleven for breakfast and at two for a snack, then a big break from five to eight to accommodate Husband, dinner, dwarves, piano practice, and burn-out. By eight, she was at it again, finally closing up shop around ten. Fio loves time well spent.

Now if she could just lose weight.