Day 9

Admittedly, it's a little early to admit defeat for the day, but not too sure when I'm going to get around to writing. Having dinner at a friend's house tonight and know I'll end up there late talking. And the painters are still here at the house, so not exactly the best environment to write. I'll be so glad when they're gone. Next week should be so much better.

As of today: 12,271 words down. Every intention of catching up. This weekend will be good, or rather, I'll be good.