This time last year Sweet Man, myself and our three boys headed off for a great little week long getaway.
This time last year, the book was just a tiny unformed idea.
And now here we are. Two weeks from my first deadline.
The boys have gone to my parents for the week and I am, for the final time this go round, hunkering down.
No work. No kids. No meals to plan. No parties to throw. No carpool or music lessons or martial arts.
Just me, buckets of coffee, my computer and my playlist on Spotify,
The past month has been topsy turvy, emotions running high as the deadline pressed closer.
We have all dealt with the stress in different ways. I know I have not been the easiest person to live with at times, of that I am fully aware. This has been a learning process for all of us.
And really, there is still so many more steps to go.
But for now, I can only think of this one: Finish.
So starting tomorrow that is what the next seven days will be about.
And for that I am extremely thankful.