(Actually, Im at 40, 111 - but the math is not happening. So 80% it is. As far as I know.)
It's been fun to see the story take shape, and I got another laugh out of Husband as he came in to check the progress this morning. I think by early next week, I'll have my ending, and then I can go back and fill in the blanks. There are many, many blanks.
You could picture it as swiss cheese, but I'm afraid it might be even more hole-y than that. More like fine Brussels lace.
But soon, soon it will be a real first draft!
And mighty celebrations will ensue, with grilled meats and fanciful salads and explosions of light, gathered friends, and days of relaxing.
Wait. That's our trip to Portland for the 4th of July - but if it happens at the same time, I'll take it.