Paniced

I didn't write anything yesterday. didn't feel like it.

Instead I went up to the woods and hacked apart a fallen tree, for firewood. Then I had to drag the bits home, and finally cut them up into small fire sized pieces.
Knackered I was, and ruined this morning ... trying to get out of bed was worthy of a news item. Ok, so a local news item. Not national.

Lordy lordy do my muscles ache. Still.

Just over 1,000 words today which leaves 9 days and 19,000 words. Doable if I care.

Meh.