In case there is anyone who depends for their emotional well-being on my strung-together words, allow me to say first that you're going to be all right. I love you. I do. I love my son more, though, so for the past couple of weeks, I have been using a whole lot of what free time I have to keep a promise and complete his tree house before my summer away from teaching is done.

I had to do it. He's a monkey, you see, and monkey's need tree houses. His is now almost finished. I do believe I'll put the last window in tomorrow, at which point I'll have only the door and some interior decorating left to do. At that point, I'll get back to being a bit less worn out at night, and return to my regular writing schedule. Until then... please go read a book.


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