IT’S RELEASE DAY FOR PUSHED!!!!!

 

I’m so excited about this for a couple reasons. You know, besides the obvious. Let’s see…The story came in at just under 350 pages. Yay! It could have been longer, but I have the third book in the series to finish so I have to hold some stuff back for that one. Another reason I’m doing the happy dance is because I managed to finish this monster while my house is in remodel mode – *looks right at you* – which really means I’m living in a full-out construction site because that’s how Honey rolls – and I met my deadline anyway!

Were there some glitches along the way? Absolutely. The biggest one? Honey packed up most of our stuff and put it into storage for this “little” project.

I probably shouldn’t mention that when they reshipped the order in the right color, half of the order was damaged in transit. What did that mean? I thought it meant put down the good tiles and then wait for the rest to be replaced. And that would be wrong. There’s something about not mixing dye lots or something. I could swear Honey is making this shit up, but then he’s been a bear living in a torn up house so maybe not.

Translation? As soon as I get my stuff out of storage, where it’s been beautifully packed away, my container of stuff and yeah, that didn’t happen. Insert the mighty snow globe moment here:

 

Why? Because I could not see or access anything as he’d stacked all the containers so perfectly. *le sigh* I won’t bore you with our little domestic dispute over that one. Suffice it to say that I will organize a different giveaway this week to celebrate PUSHED being released and once I get my stuff back we’ll pick up with the other giveaway where we left off. Only now Honey has been told he has to contribute something to that one to make up for his BIG mistake.

*Looks away and then looks back at you* Yeah, I wouldn’t get too excited about that. He’s been known to buy me some “interesting” things. Let see. There was the time he bought me an industrial flashlight. I wouldn’t have minded as flashlights, as a rule, come in handy, but this one was so big and heavy I needed two hands to lift it. I didn’t complain. I just picked it up with my two hands and tried to turn it on using my teeth. So yeah, he got the message.

Then there was the time he bought me the tool kit for the car. All I can say is that I belong to Triple A, I have roadside assistance, I even have a trusted mechanic friend who makes house calls, failing those things? I’ve got Honey. So why the hell would he buy me something I’m never going to use? His answer? What if you got stuck out in the middle of nowhere and you needed to change a tire?

Think Lord Of The Flies, people, because if I’m that far from civilization and I can’t change a measly tire the way I was taught to the second I learned to drive, You can bet your ass I’ve chosen to live out there on the “middle of nowhere edge” for a reason. Hm. Where was I going with this? Oh yeah, the point I was trying to make was the lucky winner might be getting a tool, and I’m not talking about Honey.