That was four hours ago; and instead of doing anything else, I brought up the "PUBLISHING CANDIDATE #1" novel and edited the first 49 pages of the thing.
NOW I am going to read my edits and see how they flow before I brush teeth, wash face, take pills, and hit sack.
*sigh*
At least I'm working. And I still have a lot of trouble thinking of it as "work." WTF.