I just realized I didn’t post Friday. It was that kind of week. I don’t think I’ve ever had a cold/sore throat/chest crud this bad and, much to my dismay, I’ve shared with the Short Kid. To recap, I gained .2 last week, which was better than I anticipated since I’ve not only been reintroducing foods as I recover, but I’ve been testing my limits pre-RWA conference. More on that Friday. (A month of not being able to eat certain things seems to have been long enough to break the habit of wanting certain things.)
Big cover reveal of All He Ever Needed coming up very, very soon! I’ll post a link when it goes live. I hope y’all love it as much as I do.
Most of you know we’re leaving for Anaheim in two weeks. This has caused a lot of anxiety. We don’t really know how to navigate airports or how to fly. But after the Short Kid asked if we can leave our pajamas at the foot of the beds or if we have to pack everything up for the cleaning service every day, we realized we don’t even know how to stay at a hotel.
We know how to stay overnight at a cheap motel. That’s not a problem. But a week at a really nice hotel? No idea. Are you allowed to say “Just restock the coffee, but leave the family-of-four debris alone?” I’m totally stumped.
For goodness sake, my family doesn’t even know how to stay in a hotel room. This vacation will either be the most awesome thing we ever do, or a disaster of epic proportion.