I worked the nursery school yard sale today while The Husband took the The Son an hour south to a model rocket launch. It was more complicated than it sounds, with a lot of shuffling of schedules and vehicles so The Son could bring his cardboard arcade games to the yard sale before leaving for rocket and ice cream fun.
Got my 500 words. I'm actually having a lot of fun with it these days. The writing is a whole lot crappier than in Part I, but what the hell. It's a-gittin' writ.