Well, I’ve become a minor victim of the flailing economy. I had a small part time job with a publication, and found out yesterday that, at least for December, there isn’t money in the budget for me.
That’s not as bad as it sounds. I love the job and am really grateful for the money I’ve made over the past few months. But it’s also quite possible that God wants me to finish up some other stuff I’m working on and this might be the only way to get me to do it.
So I’m just using that time to work on the dog book instead. I drafted a chapter yesterday and my good friend Phil is keeping me accountable to write one at least every week.
One thing that I found really interesting as I write the dog book: I didn’t journal during the months after Natasha died and we got Scout. Weird. I journaled the day we put her down, and then picked up again sometime in September. Thankfully, I blogged a little, and I took a boatload of pictures, so I can piece together some of the events I wanted to write about.
Just goes to show how important it is to write every day!