It is close to 20H00.

The visits to the shop site dropped drastically, since yesterday. According to stats, my listings are still being viewed though.

Charlotte is in her dog bed next to the Noel tree and me , at the kitchen table.

The sadness of the day has a bit evaporated by now. I am left peaceful and serene overall.

I am basking in the after glow of writing two stories I adore in two weeks. The last 2 pages one is brillant I think, very very thougthful.

And as it is inspired by hubby's temper, I cherish it even more- real life juice and marrow.

UPDATE

I have sown back a stuffed toy for the dogs: stuffing was coming out in a small hole. They completely destroyed the two previous toys, a turtle and a koala fromKong company.