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The Winds of Change

Well, if the title of this post has you whistling a Scorpions song, you’re welcome. If not, go ahead and check it out on the YouTubes. I am not foolish enough to think that you’ll thank me for it, but at least one of us will get a chuckle out of it.

I’m sitting here in the TV room after what I can only describe as an amazing day. In some ways, it was a continuation of last night, which ended in hot, chocolate glazed Krispy Kreme donuts (only available on the first Friday of the month) and binge watching Orphan Black.

I got up this morning (way too early) to head to Cleveland for a monthly meeting of the North East Ohio chapter of the RWA (Romance Writers of America). They give workshops each month. This month’s workshop was on free graphic tools for authors given by none other than my Bestie, USAToday and New York Times Bestselling Author, Monica Corwin.

So not only was it a good chance to learn about graphics, but it was a road trip with my bestie.

I got a call from work today while we were on our way up to the City that Rocks. I’ll go into details on that in a later post. OR maybe I won’t.  That remains to be seen. Probably not, but suffice it to say that it, too, was one of the things that led me to conclude how amazing today actually was.

After the workshop, I had lunch with some of the authors from the group. It was a great lunch, and some good discussion.

Afterward we stopped over to a friend’s birthday party/game day and got our tabletop action on.

When I got home, I saw that a package I had been waiting on had arrived. It’s this dope keyboard case for the iPad. It’s called the NewTrent Astroslide Star or something like that. It got mostly good reviews, but it does seem to be doing a little double tapping thing, but I’m sure it’s just a matter of charging it and dialing in the sensitivity.

I’m pretty stoked about it.

So, the day, in short, was a rather good day.

I have hinted about some changes afoot in my life. And I can’t quite go into details fully yet, because of some people that may yet surprise me by actually reading this blog.

I see this day as a harbinger. But a good harbinger, not like a harbinger of doom or anything like that, but a sign that some recent decisions have been the right one. I love it when the universe pops in and is all like, “hey-remember that thing you weren’t 100% sure you should do? Yeah. That one. You should totally do it.”

Those feelings are the best. It’s been a while since I’ve had one to this degree, so it’s a bit overwhelming still.

Again, I apologize for the vagueness of the ‘thing’ that is afoot. But, it will become abundantly clear soon.

Alright, I’m going to go charge this keyboard. The extra keystrokes are kind of annoying me at this point.

Peace Out my friends!


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