My after work activities didn’t go the way I’d planned. I thought leave work, call for petrol and come home. Nope. Add in stop by the lawyer’s office to sign still more papers. Streets in town were and likely still are CRAP! Ice at every intersection and lucky me, I got stuck behind someone who couldn’t get up the CN overpass. At least I was able to get around him but even with winter tyres, it was interesting. Well after 5:00 by the time I got home.

At least, I got my entries and my cover letters for the Writers’ Union Postcard contest printed. So now just some labels, write a cheque to cover the entry fee for the three of them and they’ll be ready to send off.

Every now and then life gets in the way of the best intentions. Will still try to get something done on/for my manuscript before I call it an evening but I’m thinking tonight is going to end up being more of a planning/plotting session than actual writing. But that still counts doesn’t it?