Two of my three Gremlins are gone to their grandparents’. The house is relatively quiet (esp. when Gremlin #3 is sleeping), and I can’t bleed out a single word to save my life.

Fast forward a week. All three Gremlins are now home. Chaos reigns supreme. The dog is barking, the doorbell’s ringing, kids are screaming and I’m writing like a mad-woman.

Just where is the logic?