I was in a grumpy mood all day. I was stuck in traffic this morning. Some of my promotional materials for the conference weren’t ready, like they were supposed to be. And I shelled out $30 for a new Writer’s Market, only to realize that three of the main magazines I wanted to send something to no longer accepted fiction.
Then I got home to find a package from my mother (she sent me two wedding pictures of Mrs. V). Isn’t it always like mothers to know when their sons need a little pick-me-up?
And yes, I’m eating my vegetables.