A Sunday, Post #8

Small crises at work have now swarmed into an Attack of Things That Suck, and I wake up every day longing for retirement. (It's several years away, la la la.) But let's think of better things.

Still thinking....

Okay, here we go, with a list of 10 good things:
1) Azaleas are in bloom here in the subtropics.
2) I finished the first draft of a major writing project that has been dragging on for years.
3) I immediately started its sequel and am 1500 words in, whilst planning revisions for the first.
4) Have conferred with Traveling-Best-Bud and we've agreed on Santa Fe, New Mexico, for May 2021.
5) (We're going to Scotland this May.)
6) Since I'll be in Santa Fe, why NOT drive the mere 400 miles to my beloved Marfa as well? So I will. :)
7) Also, I'm going to London this December by myself. Already have my ticket to see David Tennant on stage, too.
8) Chicken with Hatch green chiles is cooking in the slow-cooker right now.
9) Pilates this evening, which is the best way to end the weekend and start another hell-week.
10) I have already done my vote in my presidential primary election (it's vote-by-mail) and have dropped off my ballot at the courthouse. I decided to stop listening to all the strategic-voter babble, and just voted my heart. (Elizabeth Warren.) And once the primary season is over, I'll go volunteer to get out the November vote.

And here's two three-sentence fics on the subject of flowers, with two very different couples with the same theme:

( Lindsey/Fred, Deep Ellum )

........
( Twelve/River )

Happy week ahead to all!