I’m pretty sure yesterday’s snow was winter’s last hurrah here. A couple inches of snow with wind that blew it sideways as it was coming down, and then much colder temps overnight. Today, the sun is melting some of the snow already, and the next few days will be much to warm for snow to last. I guess I’m going to have to wait till next winter now for a real snowstorm. I’m taking advantage of the cold today, though, to make bread and roast some veggies for dinner. The kitchen is toasty warm and smells really good right now, so that makes me happy. This time next weekend, I’ll be doing some garden clean-up with the boys and prepping this month’s family dinner, which also makes me happy. And frankly, sometimes it’s hard to come by happy, especially with all of the craziness in the world.
I am going to get some writing done again today on Shifter #4, but before I do, I have a quick snippet for you today from Hunting Medusa.
It was one of those days when having the Medusa’s fabled power to turn people to stone would really come in handy.
Andrea Rosakis did not, however have that ability, not this week, anyway. Even though she was the reigning Medusa.
She glared at the man on her back porch, wondering if he could ever understand how lucky he was she wasn’t suffering from PMS this week. And why wouldn’t he stop talking? Her fingers itched to slam the door.
“…if you have just five minutes, ma’am,” he concluded.
She narrowed her gaze on the vacuum beside him. “No, thank you.” And how the hell had he found her all the way out here? No one ever bothered to follow her rough, muddy driveway all the way to the top, even if the did ignore the “No Trespassing” signs posted at the foot of it. Not to mention the protective warding she had set at the boundaries of the entire property. Sure, it wasn’t the heavy artillery of protection spells, but no one else had ever gotten past it. This man, however, had not only ignored the signs and the subtle “go away” protections, but managed the entire bumpy, muddy track into the woods and halfway up the mountain. Just to hear her say, “No.”
And he didn’t look discouraged. At all.
Andi almost wished she were PMSing this week, though it would be a real pain in the ass to have to get rid of a life-sized stone statue of a vacuum salesman.
Or maybe she could keep it. He was very pretty, even if he annoyed her. He was tall and broad, his inky black hair was a tad too long, and his bright green eyes held her attention. At least as stone, he’d be silent and still pretty. She gave herself a mental shake. “I’m sorry, but I don’t have time for this–“
“When would be a better time?”
He did blink at that, but his smile never disappeared. “I’ll have to check my calendar.”
She snorted, then clapped her free hand over her mouth. Laughing would not discourage the man. “Look, I’m sure it’s a great vacuum, but I don’t need it. I don’t want to see how it works, and I’d like you to get off my property.”
His smile did fade a little bit. “Well, I suppose, if that’s what you really want.”
She quirked an eyebrow, trying not to smile again. He had the faintest hint of an accent, but she couldn’t place it. Not without hearing him talk some more, and she didn’t want to encourage that either, or he’d just keep trying to sell her an expensive vacuum she didn’t need.
“Maybe I could talk you into meeting me for coffee sometime then,” he said.
Her jaw dropped. The cute salesman was hitting on her. For half a second, she indulged the fantasy of a date with the hunk. A real date, maybe ending with a real kiss. Her pulse quickened. Then she remember one good date led to more, and eventually, it led to guys running away from her, gibbering like idiots when PMS struck. She shut her mouth and ignored the regret burning in her middle. “Sorry, but no.”
What are you doing today that makes you happy? Reading? Watching a favorite show or movie? Spending time with family or friends? I’d love to know. If you need a daily dose of happy, I try to start every morning that way over on my Facebook page. I started doing the morning happy posts a number of years ago, because it seemed like we were having a stretch of stress and terrible news, and I wanted at least a few minutes of something good each day. I’ve kept doing it because I still think it’s a good way to start the day. Keep it in mind if you need a little boost.
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