Oh, it’s one thirty already? Lost track of time.
Not a lot to report for this weekend, as always. Mrs. Hatboy and the girls have gone to the cottage for a few days, and I’m getting some writing done. I think I’ll bite the bullet and start my word-count tomorrow.
Last book. In this series at least. Not sure how I feel about that. Want to get on with it though.
Had pizza and Deadpool last night. Man, every time I see that movie, it gets better.