This library is freezing cold, and Laurel finished her emailing and stuff before me (we had to share one computer, since a bunch of kids are on the others), so I should stop leaving her hanging and waiting for me, and actually go find her.
Hmm. We're finding ways to entertain ourselves. We have to watch movies in the church basement, because our billet doesn't have a VCR, but at least we can do that. We spent yesterday afternoon on the beach at Sylvan Lake, and got some sun, so that was good... We're okay. We're staying slightly occupied, which is better than not occupied at all.
Of course, if we weren't doing anything else, I'd probably be getting a lot more postcards sent, journal entries written, and editing done on my novel. At least I'm doing that... I'm reading it out loud to Laurel, which helps to catch some of the grammatical errors that I missed just reading it to myself. It helps to get someone else's opinion of the plot, too, when they're not reading it... she's just hearing it, and if it doesn't make sense that way, it probably doesn't make sense at all.
Laurel's a patient woman. It takes a lot to put up with me...
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