finally a free evening

And what do I do? Laundry! I attacked the chaos of the house! I got my table all nice and clean, and then, when I had actual time and space and quiet to work on editing I...shirked. Of course there are always a million things to do -- e-mails to answer, bills to pay, drains to unclog, car appointments to schedule, problems with some gadget in the house that needs fixing...and I fussed. Now I've got twenty minutes until bed, and no writing done, and no editing. Okay, then. Twenty minutes. I can edit a chapter. I can do it!