I feel like the last few years of my life have been consumed with virtually nothing else other than completing my book, The Chronicles of Zee and Zoey. Now that the book has arrived and the actual inventory is in my exercise room, I thought maybe I would venture out of my office/cave where I have been buried and found out I am a stranger in my own home. It seems that life had continued on around me as I was glued to my computer all that time.
Most things that move on in time are easy enough to ignore – black roots in your hair – that’s why rubber bands are made for pony tails. Cat hair on the furniture – that is easy enough to ignore – serious vacuuming is really only necessary when company comes to visit, which is usually only a few times a year. My muscle tone (or lack thereof) is something I attribute conveniently to my age, and the cats, well, they were more than happy to sleep in the office with me for hours on end, so there lives were not affected negatively at all.

The cats sharing the office with me - you see the full Zee/Zoey family - the others, Harley and Jazz, are also in the office, they are just out of the range of the camera!
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