I sent Hubs off to fish by himself on Tuesday. He needed to get out of the house for a while, and I had a boatload of stuff that needed doing. He left and I cranked up the jams while I worked. It was a good afternoon for all.
This is one of those weeks where I have everything to do and I'm doing my damnedest to get it all done. But as of writing this post last night, I still have about 100 pages to go through on SU and THEN I have to address the few things in the edit letter and THEN I have to scan for crutch words and itinerant typos one last time. And I still have to format it. So, while I might still make the 18th, don't hold your breath.
Of the 'everything to do', I did get all the work for pay-job done by Wednesday afternoon. Go, me.
Yeah, I rewrote the beginning of SU, but my editor approved most of it with only a few tweaks. Expect a snippet of that tomorrow on Outside the Box.
I managed to walk a mile yesterday without wanting to whimper, so the back thing's mostly gone.
God, I want pie. So bad. Maybe when I hit Wallyworld tomorrow, I'll break down and buy me some. That would be awesome. Maybe I can get away with one of those mini-pies. Hmmm.
Okay, that's it for me. Your turn.