Challenges

We all face them. It doesn’t matter whether we’re talking our professional, personal or private lives, challenges are there. Sometimes we rise to meet the challenge and other times, we run from them. That’s human. The key is learning when to do what. Another key, even more important than learning when to do what is to learn to recognize the clues that a challenge is coming and then not to ignore those cues.

Yes, I’m talking form personal experience. Yesterday was a day of meeting challenges and cursing myself for putting off dealing with the cues and clues until I didn’t have a choice. It was either deal with the situation or call someone–and pay a pretty penny–to do it for me. Since I hate paying someone to do something I can do myself, well, you know what my decision was.

So I spent much of the day yesterday tracking down the source of a problem–plumbing in this case. Thank goodness, it wasn’t electrical. I don’t do electrical–diagnosing the best way to deal with it and then doing just that. The house is almost 50 years old now, my family is the only owner, so I can’t blame poor maintenance. It’s just one of those things that happens as houses age.

The result is I spent a great deal of time under counters or pulling appliances or both. By the end of the day, the repairs had been made. I’m running the last test this morning because one drain was still running a bit slow and I threw some enzymes down it last night to see if that would finish the solution.

This is where I curse the original builder for not checking how the pipes between the washing machine, the kitchen (including the dishwasher) and the outside vent pipe were run. There is a dip in the pipes midway that acts like a trap and when it happens, I spend time dealing with the clean out. This time, however, we also had dishwashers issues–which reminds me to never, ever get another dishwasher that doesn’t allow easy access to its own trap or other filters.

Add to that the credit union calling night before last to see if I’d made a $6 purchase online to a site I’ve never heard of–no, I hadn’t–and it’s been an “interesting” weekend so far.

But–and for now this is a good but. It’s just that I’m not holding my breath for this to continue–Amazon has finally matched the price (free) for Nocturnal Origins. They only confirmed it to me three (four?) days after I saw the price go down. I haven’t said much about it because, well, been there, done that where this is concerned.

So, if you haven’t read Nocturnal Origins, if you enjoy police procedurals, and if you like twists like learning monsters really exist and you might just be one of them, give it a try. It’s the first book in the Nocturnal Lives series.

Some things can never be forgotten, no matter how hard you try.

Detective Sergeant Mackenzie Santos knows that bitter lesson all too well. The day she died changed her life and her perception of the world forever. It doesn’t matter that everyone, even her doctors, believe a miracle occurred when she awoke in the hospital morgue. Mac knows better. It hadn’t been a miracle, at least not a holy one. As far as she’s concerned, that’s the day the dogs of Hell came for her.

Investigating one of the most horrendous murders in recent Dallas history, Mac also has to break in a new partner and deal with nosy reporters who follow her every move and who publish confidential details of the investigation without a qualm.

Complicating matters even more, Mac learns the truth about her family and herself, a truth that forces her to deal with the monster within, as well as those on the outside. But none of this matters as much as discovering the identity of the murderer before he can kill again.

(Click on the link to go to the universal book link that will let you choose from the different platforms where the book is available or click on the cover image to go directly to Amazon.)

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