Today: Write 4k words plus attend useful panels at SMOFcon plus spend 2.5 hours on transit to get home. Maybe sleep sometime.

Tomorrow: Write like a maniac to finish the novel. Estimated 5k-8k. Drink champagne. Cackle wildly.

Tuesday: Lock door. See no one. Sleep all day and drool on pillow.

Wednesday: Clean ALL the things!

Thursday through sometime in 2024: Attack the 234,487 tasks I didn’t do in November.