It’s spring cold time here in the Neill household. I’m huddled under a blanket, mug of hot chocolate nearby and laptop open, trying to punch out words of FIRESPELL before my head completely explodes. But there are homemade chocolate chip cookies nearby, and the sky is prepped for a storm, water glistening over newly green grass.
There are worse ways to spend a Sunday, I suppose.
Here’s hoping you feel better.