So we didn’t get the projected 16 inches of snow. We got 22. In under 15 hours.

We had branches snapping, trees falling, and intermittent internet for two days after the storm finally ended.

All in all, one for the worst winter storms I’ve been through, and certainly the worst since I left the snowbelts of Pennsylvania.

That said, we’re okay, our house is okay, and life is getting back to normal.

I haven’t done any writing as such. Like no words on paper. But I have been running dialogue and scenarios in my head, which is just as good. Literally. I’m drafting, just not on paper. I have ideas and arc, but I want to play around and nail stuff down before I commit. This is honestly a return to form for me, so I’m okay with it.

Hopefully, I’ll be down to finish April’s story and starting May’s by the end of this week. For now, I *finally* got the stuff to fix my kitchen drawer, so I’m going to get that done while Chelsea and Jackson banter in my head.