My wrists are giving me two colours of hell. Today is Friday. Usually, the day I write a thousand words in my novel and congratulate myself on a job well done.
I've been writing a thousand words a day for four days in a row. No wonder my wrists frelling hurt.
So I shall focus on my thousand words today, and do the catch-up with Rael on the weekend.
And definitely focus on a minimum of one day of not writing anything at all. I hope I survive.
And speaking of survival, Friday is the one day that I don't have to drive until the afternoon, so I can take my time with everything I'm doing. Maybe even employ some speech-to-text so I can rest my wrists.
But first - I need coffee.