Oh, the things we do to meet our deadlines. Its 12:30 am and I just finished my second draft of a novella due on Saturday the 15th. I’d love to write something here that’s clever, witty, or thought-provoking. I had something in mind earlier this week, even earlier this evening. But all my efforts have been toward hitting this deadline.
So this is me, finally calling it a night. I hope to catch a few zzz’s before I have to get up and head to the ol’ day job. I may need a six-pack of Red Bull to make it through the day.
Forgive the wide yawn.
Smart Women 
I hear ya’ little sister. I hear ya’. (it was 2:30 a.m. when I went to bed last night. ugh.)
A deadline! How cool is that!?! I’m looking forward to that . . . someday. 😉
You met your deadline — that’s cause for celebration. And yeah, more than a few times, my idea of celebration is sleeping. Peacefully. Twelve or fourteen or twenty-four hours. 🙂