Then it’s July
Its been a whileeeeee. Almost forever, non?
I bet you are wondering what’s happening with your lady writer- well a few things…
I am melding in my domestication Et swimming in the great seas of uncertainty. I am also bored out of my mind when it comes to writing. Oh I cannot elaborate. It’s gruelsome. I have got nothing for yah world 
but I write to keep you dated on my life scales. So, without any further banter, introducing yet another private publication (so tired of all this privacy) 
Obviously I almost dropped into my bath- the woes of being a rookie. Well that’s all I got. I’m listening to Lionel Ritchie Et sipping tea. I am a bore. Then I shall water my greens, Et then I shall watch a classic with the many children I have then I shall
swim then I sleep. Then I work.
Then I eat dark chocolats then I sip more tea. Et then I scream getting everyone in line. Then I workout, then We have dinner. Then we have turn down service Then what do you know it’s 2 am.
You are welcome darlings, stay level headed. And sensible.
ps. There’s nothing like listening to him, driving down the expressway in my electric car, ignoring the world. Oui, I found myself.
“About bloddy time!” Screams Pierre Et hem.
