I'm in beautiful Portland for my baby to tour the Lewis & Clark campus to see if he wants to attend. I'm so happy for him and excited to find out how he likes the campus, but what I'm really excited about is that I will have a hotel room to myself for a solid four hours.
Yes. Four hours. Alone. In a hotel. For a writer behind on her manuscript, it's a little slice of heaven. No laundry. No cooking. No dishes. Just me and the computer. Well, and the internet.
Wish me luck.