butt in seat
Really wanted to take a nap with the baby this morning, but managed to convince myself to at least put in my 5 minutes. 40 minutes later, the baby was up and I was finishing a page, including a re-reversal of an earlier choice, which will require a semi-significant revision of the context (mostly environmental) of about half of what I’ve written so far. The implementation of said change will wait for the next draft, but it feels right and creates a less (and, in hindsight, unnecessarily) circuitous sequence of events.
I can always sleep tonight. (Right, Lillian?)