Missed My Window

It appears that there is a very small window of opportunity between writing while sitting inside gazing at the cold outside and writing while sitting inside gazing at how hot it is outside.

What happened to my vision of relaxing on the deck sipping a wine spritzer while using my lap top, running on its battery of course, to write? I'll tell you what happened. Global warming. That's what happened.

Please note my latest form of procrastination at the top of the page. I think it came out pretty well if I do say so myself. Especially since I can't remember the last time I tried to design a graphic.

Okay, back to the writing.