Yesterday I left the house before lunch, rode the bus up into Broad Ripple Village proper, and sweated out the remainder of an article that had been giving me fits for more than a week. I got it sent off, made it home, and mowed half the lawn yesterday evening.
This morning I was just drained and didn't feel like crawling out of bed, but had to drive a friend to a medical appointment, which probably added to the Monday-ness, but certainly doesn't account for all of it.
And now it's back to the word mines for this afternoon.
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