Driving away in a red Cadillac

Tomorrow, I am driving to a chalet in Mt. Baker with my friend, Cari.  We are joining a bunch of women on a scrapbooking retreat.  Scoff if you must, but my photographs are in chronological order from 1993 until 2005.

Aside from the scrapbooking, I intend to devote some time to writing my neglected novel.  I’m nearly half-way through.  I had been devoting all my Saturdays to writing, but then soccer and football games started and I haven’t had a Saturday to myself ever since.  So, during my forty-eight hours on the mountain, I hope to write.

I will put my photographs in scrapbooks during my writing breaks.

Also?  I will breathe in crisp mountain air and walk on mountain trails.

So, you can see I’ve got my work cut out for me.  And that’s why I have no more time to devote to this blog entry.  I must sleep so I can wake up, load the dishwasher, pack some clothes, find the notes for my novel, shove my laptop into its bag, lug the scrapbooking supplies and photographs to the car-trunk, throw some clothes into the dryer, and remember to take my pillow with me so I can sleep while I”m gone.   Also?  I have to go pick up Cari.

I feel utterly guilty leaving my family for forty-eight hours.  But I’m going anyway.

Have a great weekend!  (And thanks for all the nice comments on my previous entry.  Someday I’ll get around to answering your comments which appear in my email box.)