Work, More Work

      I am happy to say that I have had a Faberge egg experience.  I awoke at 1.30a.m., sat up and read my scriptures, wrote the ending to my novel, read several other books, took a nap, about seven, typed up a few pages, washed windows and floors and mirrors and vacuumed, walked and ate lunch, worked like an eagle looking for mice in the forest to eat I did.  Now I'm done with the house-cleaning but it's back to the typing in a bit God willing if there's no power outage.  This is unusual for me because usually I'm a slow starter.