Final Day

I had every intention of writing some sort of clever “Final Day” slice today.  I thought about what I could say or what I should write to wrap up this month of writing.  But now it’s 20 minutes until the day is up and I still don’t have something fancy to say.  Plus, my twins are beyond tired, my son wants to play a final game of Rock, Paper, Scissors before bed, and my husband keeps asking me, “Aren’t you done with that thing yet?”

So tonight, all I will say is…I did it!