I've realized I'm not really a writer…

I’m just a housewife who has found the perfect excuse to avoid cleaning. Laundry piling up? Um, sorry, I have a proposal due. Dishes needing done? I am SO on deadline. Hairy legs needing shaved? Oh, my god, I just have so many stories in my head and I can’t neglect them!

Okay, I guess the last one didn’t fit. But they do keep me warm through the winter months, when I’m typing away at 2am, far away from my cuddly husband. Hairy legs FTW!