So, I was going to take the weekend off, after my nearly 8k word vomit on Friday. Didn't happen.

I'm now at 27k and I'm forcing myself to take time off, because it's football day and I want to read a book. A real book. With pages. And weight. And the ability to smash a spider if the need arises.

Also, kitten snuggling. Yep. These are my plans today.