This sets everything behind. Last night was spent not finishing the revisions and not doing the research I need to do for the comics pitch, instead drinking beer and watching Law & Order: Criminal Intent reruns.
Today is girasole's 62nd birthday, so much of the afternoon and early evening will be spent in joyous celebration. The rest of the day (well, evening), which was supposed to be spent working on D'Argo's Trial #3, will instead be spent re-creating what I did yesterday, which is always an agonizing process, and will likely take the entire fucking weekend, which puts me behind on Trial, not to mention the original mystery/romance I've been wanting to get the proposal/samples done for.
But today we put all this aside (which is part of why I wrote this post, to get it out of my system), and celebrate the 62nd birthday of The Mom. *grin*