How lucky am I??

Last night was one of those where you wake up avail yourself of the bathroom and then the stories begin in your head. It was just before 4.00 am and I got up and made a cuppa, my wife joined me and returned to bed.

I sat at the computer re-writing the last half of Kundela, trying to get it into some sensible order. As I write this my wife is in the next room correcting my spelling and helping with the punctuation.

So I guess I'm pretty blessed.