Lorna's Voice

I’ve never been particularly good at magic or tricks.

With me, what you see is what you get.

The jury is still out on whether that’s always such a good thing.

Anyway, if the trick is knowing when “enough is enough,” I’m sunk.

This is my round-about way of telling you that my plate platter table is filling up faster than a Thanksgiving feast at the White House.

We bought a house in the Portland area today.

I have to sell my condo and get ready for a move across the vast country of the U.S.A.

I know how vast it is because I just traveled across it this weekend and the jet lag is a bummer. At least the early American pioneers (the ones who arrived here, not the ones that were already here) traveled by horse and wagon, so they took it slowly and the time difference wasn’t so hard on them. But the seats were probably just as uncomfortable as Economy Class seats.

I’m still proofing my paper back version of Never Turn Back.

Guess what?

I’m finding teeny tiny gaffes of the “why didn’t I see that when I was proofing the e-book?” variety.

Not to worry. I’ll fix them and reload the book onto (into? up to?) Kindle and you can snag it again since you already own it–if you already own it. I’ll let you know when the corrected version is ready, deal?

I’m a perfectionist and want it as clean for your reading pleasure as possible. You’d do the same for me. I know it.

So I’m a bit a little majorly stressed right now.

And that’s after meditation…or was that medication? I can never remember anymore.

If I don’t get to reading your blog posts, don’t think I’m an ungrateful louse. I just feel like the wheels are coming off the wagon–my wagon. Thank goodness I don’t have to pack a wagon!

I know I’m not the only one who doesn’t know when enough is enough.

Take a look at this very funny video. You’ll see what I mean.

Do you feel a bit over-extended? It’s okay to vent if you like. I can at least try to read, empathize quickly and put up a sad face.

Sorry. That’s the best I can do for now.