The Cover

Now I expect that this company doesn't work on the weekend.  Boy did they fool me.  I never checked my email till late Saturday night.  There was the email about the cover.  I yelled for everyone to come see.  A nasty habit I just learned.  My poor husband, I think I have scared a few years off his life, but he does come quick when I yell.  I printed it up to show them even though they saw it on the computer.  It needed one correction.  I filled out the form and faxed it back and sent a copy to the correction department.  They must have a huge building for all these departments.  They said they will email the corrected cover in a few days.  By this time I know that their few days could be only hours.  My head was spinning.  This is becoming a reality, I soon will be able to say, "I am an Author."