I often get asked if I miss my previous job and I have to admit, on occasion I do. Like today, as my husband headed out the door, I felt a bit of a tinge that I was not going with him, that I was in fact going to spend my day in my basement office, alone, typing away on the keyboard with only our dog for company, following whatever whim strikes my fancy. Hmmm, now that I think about it I am pretty happy with this arrangement. Three cheers for working at home, in the peace and quiet with only my own agenda to follow. I might just go shopping this afternoon, after I meet my writing goals for the day that is. ;)
Just because its Friday and I have found it fun to write stories with exactly 100 words, called a drabble, I am including one in this post.
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"Humph?"
"That noise. Don't you hear it?"
Silence filled the bedroom as they lay still in the dark, ears straining, and eyes closed, listening for the smallest unfamiliar sound. They heard a soft swoosh, swoosh, seeming to come from the hallway outside their closed door. For a moment longer he listened before easing back the covers and silently standing up. He picked up a book from the nightstand, raising it, preparing to use it, and moved across the room. With a sudden jerk, he opened the door and there, tail sweeping across the floor, sat the family dog.
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Have a happy Friday and a great weekend!
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