There is a mouse in my office; she’s taller than me.
She keeps poking into corners and rooting through all the piles of papers that are labeled “Yeah, I’ll deal with that as soon as this book is done. Or maybe after the next book.” She is dealing with it now.
She is a mouse of many talents: printer installation, database management, some kind of wizardry involving graphic arts. In the famous words of Ashley’s Hannigan’s mother in PROM, she “don’t take crap off of anyone.”
The mouse is Daughter #3, Meredith, who is more organized than her mother. She has taken pity on this overwhelmed maternal unit and come up to help me get the non-writing part of the writing life under control.
For the first time I truly appreciate why farmers used to have so many children. They grow up and offer to help with the plowing!
More good news: We New Yorkers have a governor who is moving in the right direction.
What’s good in your life?