Well, no, it's not really.  But at least it's not in my office anymore.  Last night it was about 95 degrees upstairs.  Today we got a new A/C and it's a comfy 78.  Now that we've lived in this house for ten years, we've replaced both furnaces and both A/C units.  (They were ancient when we moved in.)  The A/C repair people know me really well.  I'm hoping I won't see so much of them in the future.

So much for my plans for my stimulus check.  It's gone, and a lot more with it.  Oh, well.  I knew it would happen someday.

I didn't get any work done today except some critiquing, laundry, Memo-Pause and some work on a cover for one of Rob's books.  No writing.  I'm finding it incredibly difficult to write lately.  Between the Tour and all the other distractions, it's just not getting done.  Big sigh.  I used to look down my nose at people who couldn't seem to find the time to write.  I've never had this happen before.  I hope I snap out of it.

The Tour has taken a few interesting turns this year.  Still no clear front-runner.  I've never seen so many good writers with such small time gaps between them at this late stage in the race.

Thanks for stopping by,

Kara