Just because I’m not on a writing assignment doesn’t mean I get to goof off all day.  That wouldn’t be good for me anyway.  What to do on such a day?

• Read.  Authors must read, as must editors.
• Respond to a business query about editing work.
• Find nephew guilty of leaving boxcutter in shorts put in washer.  Criticism–much stinging criticism.
• Do some financial stuff, since I’m also the $ manager around here.
• Think for a while about the Ireland book and what needs to happen to it to improve it.
• Watch Big Brother.
• Drop off wife’s prescription refills.
• Blog.

Not an arduous day, though I will pay for it another time when I’m writing for fourteen hours a day seven days a week.  I’ll take the more relaxed days when I have them, remembering the ones where it felt like my eyes would bleed–and a few that left marks.