Last night I came home and made a feeble attempt to work on The Ghost of Granny Apples with no success. So I did the next best thing. I went to bed. I slept 10 hours (something I rarely do) and this morning I'm back at the keyboard feeling refreshed and ready to go. Two days - just me and my manuscript.
And I have to get a lot done this weekend. You see, I have to be to work very early on Monday so the insanity can happen all over again.