I realized three things this weekend. One, it’s SEPTEMBER! and in my abundant glee I nearly tripped over nine cats to get the calendar flipped over to the page marked Cooler Weather. Two, I could block the IP addresses of crazymakers who attempt to harass me on this website. And three, I’m a pretty good person and I deserve to be happy.
Some very wise person asked me once, what would you do with your life if you were writing yourself as a character in one of your books? My answer was that I would do exactly as I have done–divorce my husband, move to the most perfect place on earth, and raise my kids in a healthy, loving home–only I wouldn’t feel bad about it. (Need to work on that–I’ve decided to leave Guilt back in August along with the 100-degree temps.)
What about you? What would you do with your life to give yourself a happy ending?