It's 1:00 PM on a very rainy Sunday, and we just returned home from hosting the 2014 Tennessee Lions State Convention. Despite a number of annoying glitches that were beyond our control, everything went well, and everyone except for a couple of perennial grinches seemed to enjoy their weekend. As for Floyd and me . . . we are footsore and weary, but relieved to have finally put the whole thing behind us. Our car on the way home was so overloaded with signage, left-over canned drinks, luggage, and other paraphernalia hat we kept expecting to be pulled over on the interstate as tail-dragging drug-transporters.
But now, for a few days we can relax -- or maybe not! First of all, we returned to dire warnings about massive tornado outbreaks headed our way and flood warnings from the expected 5 inches of rain. I'm dying for a nap, but the thunder outside says "NO!"
Beyond that, a glance at the calendar tells me there is no time for being lazy! In the next four days, I need to give Damned Yankee that final once-over check, format the manuscript for Kindle, and then punch the button that says PRINT IT.