What do you get when you cross a morning person with a bad bed in a lodge in Amicalola Falls, Georgia?
Wake up call this morning came at 2:30 a.m. when my Beloved declared, “I can’t sleep. The bus is leaving in 15 minutes!”
I’m not kidding.
But we traversed four states, picked up the dog at the dog sitter’s and got home by 4.
I even got 1,571 words written on next book (check it out here).
Now I’m going to fall into our own comfortable bed. Here at home.