For Christmas, my wife and I each presented the other the most diabolical jigsaw puzzle we could find – fully expecting to work on them together. But when she opened the 1500-piece puppies puzzle I purchased for her, I took one look and bailed out. She clicked home every last piece on her own, cursing me the entire time.
Turnabout is fair play. Above you see an in-progress shot of the panoramic cabin-in-woods puzzle she bought for me. The good news is I’ve got only about 250 pieces left. The bad news is they all look exactly the same.
This is the best excuse I’ve got for the fact that my latest manuscript may be delayed a few weeks.