It's been a month already: there's been a birthday (mine), a couple of job options in the family, a trip to LA to visit the 'rents with my sisters, and Fest started again. I'm exhausted, but also pretty darn happy right now.
The critique for the story I submitted to Women On Writing.com came in. It was GREAT!! For the first time in my life, someone professional has given me real encouragement and thinks i'm good. The comments meant so much I was totally overwhelmed and had a bit of a meltdown at my desk (to which my husband said "girls make NO sense" and promptly returned to his own WOW session).
more to come, but for now it's Friday nigth at 9:30, I'm wiped out, and I have to be up by 6:15 tomorrow. On Saturday. To work a 13 hour day at Fest. I'm sure it's worth it, or something.