My attorney called me. I have a bad feeling that Smokey has done something else. He always gets quiet when he is busy plotting someway to hurt me.
Either that or my atty wants to talk about the fees I owe him.
In either case, it stinks.
I feel a bit low right now.
Started the day with the argument, text from Smokey, then a meeting with the publisher...went pretty well...but, there's a lot of pressure on me to make this paper go.
I will handle the drawers this weekend.
I feel a bit weepy about the sale of the house too. I know it's the best thing and Smokey could make it really difficult. IDK. Yuck.
I have stories due by 4 p.m.
"You know, it's times like these when I realize what a superhero I am." Tony Stark/Iron Man
“Focus on what you can do, then do it with all your heart.” Lois Wilson