It's s beautiful crisp, sunshiney morning here in North Texas.
The Christmas tree is down, boxed up, and put back into the shed. Christmas is gone from the house save a couple of items that didn't make it back into the few containers I'd hauled in.
The muse hit me yesterday and knocked me over, so in between loads of laundry and various other minor household chores, I wrote and wrote. And, boy, did it feel good to have the words flow. I'm at 3100 words for yesterday and still counting! If I didn't need my sleep, I'd've stayed up later.
Well, gotta get some work done so I can get back to writing.