Back in that place. The bad arm place. Evening comes, I get tired, the arm gets tired, and pretty soon nobody’s having any fun.
On the bright side, the revisions of the new novel are coming along pretty well. Got an easy, relaxed thing going. Oddly—and this may be the first time ever—I’ve found myself worrying about exceeding a word count. Anyway, things are moving in the right direction.
Soft day today. Worked, walked, worked out. No nap, but none necessary.
Gonna try and get to bed early tonight and hit it hard tomorrow. Need to make another doc appointment, check up on Mom, and see about a potential commercial project. The rest should be cake, right?