Oooops

Okay, well, I only got 5 pages done (though I may get up in the middle of the night and write some more). I've got two good excuses. One, my math was all screwed up. I don't actually have to write 20 pages a day, it's more like 11.666666 pages a day.
The other was that it was our 35th wedding anniversary, and since Richie had to take his sister to the airport in the big city (70 miles away) it only made sense that I went to and we go out to dinner there.
Which we did, in a funky seafood place by the Lake (Champlain, that is).

So anyway, onward and upward. Tomorrow's a 20 page day, I promise.