Before I go any further, I should point out a few things: Firstly, I have the mental age of a child. Secondly, my children are stuffed animals (panda and polar bear) and finally, I’ll always have stuffed animals for as long as as I shall live!
Today I was forced to tidy up and in between sobbing because I DON’T WANT TO and omg I want to nap, I found my babies. I’ll post the photo below of our reunion for you guys to see my wonderful sons. Sebastian is on the left, and Albus is on the right.
I know what you’re thinking – what has this got to do with writing? This woman is mental. You are correct, BUT I am writing my next chapter (or trying to) as I watch my dad work so I’m having a good day so far, but being a terrible child.
On the bright side, Tiptoe is between 58 and 59 thousand words and I couldn’t be happier. I should probably get back to writing but … YAY MY STUFFED CHILDREN. I missed you.