Tuesday state of the Saber: sick update.

So, according to the doctor, it's not the Thorian Death Plague. It's... stomach flu. Well, that explains why I was visiting the throne room frequently.

Double-whammy: my period came, compounding the exhaustion.

But I remember the good things.

... That my girls are gorgeous, smart and feisty.
... That my family is with me.
... That I need to remember my dreams: wolves, journeying and the full moon.
... That I have begun the pre-edits, the dreaded and needed 'search-and-destroy' passive/redundant words/verbs.

Friday is Vesak Day.