Is It Friday?

I swear, I can't tell anymore. One 3am is the same as the next after a while. In this case, I was up at 545 am. Not by choice. Hubby woke up, then the babies woke up…then it was required of me to wake up. I considered a nap, but needed to make a costume–one still to go–and now a lot of work is ahead of me for the weekend. I'll have to sleep next week.

In better news, the rebuilding of the Tate chapters is coming together nicely and thank God, much more smoothly. You are all hopefully less likely to expire of boredom before the villain starts showing some badguy/girl stripes. Am already dubbing this one my "traveling" book.

What are all of you working on this weekend?