Back in the Saddle

I hid out and licked my wounds in the winter, but now I'm back in the saddle again!

It was hard breaking up and moving out at Christmas, but now I'm actually enjoying my independence. Markus always loved my prematurely grey hair, but I was so ready to get it colored. Well, this month I did.

He never wanted to go anywhere unless it was to the Eagles' Lodge. Well, I've been out karaokeing and dancing again, and am having a blast.

And I'm outlining my next (hopefully last) draft of my novel. And a friend is getting ready to put me in touch with publishers who need freelance editors and proofreaders.

I've done some decent bike rides around town, and to the next town of Rocker. The other day I went screaming down some steep hills at possibly 40 miles an hour.

I'm starting to feel like myself again!