Susan Stephens' Writing Diary

After years of being thoroughly spoiled at home, as we all know, wiggy Sprog has just found an apartner to share her life with- or at least, that part of her life that requires someone to share the cost of expensive apartment in town.

I know I should be smiling indulgently at this point, not making angry guttural sounds because life just isn't fair (to me, poor long-suffering mother, natch!!), but how is it that when wiggy's smooth brow creases in a frown at the sight of a mounting pile of ironing that mother dear is no longer there to take care of, her apartner says, 'Don't worry, wiggy, I love ironing-'

Grrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrh!

Love to you all, and happy reading!
Susan