Sigh. Step one: finish "Singing Them Back." Step two: finish the Ilmarinen's awl story. Step three: work on revisions to Thermionic Night. Yah. That.
In other news, Melvin snuck up on me. (Melvin is the name of our laundry monster.) In addition to finding that everything was dirty all at once, we've found that we're supposed to wash pillows, blankets, and the duvet fairly often because of markgritter's allergies, so I've been wrassling wet pillows out of the washing machine. Wringing pillows is not my favorite thing ever, and I shudder to think of the duvet. (Not the duvet cover. The duvet. Oof.) But a less-snozzly Mark is a good thing, so.
I've done all the things on my "to do" list that were marked for Friday specifically, so I suppose that counts as a good thing. (One of the things I did was to reserve a room for World Fantasy. Who else is going?) I don't think it means I can just stop and crash now. Ah well.