I have knocked down a ton of business work, writing work and housework so far. What I have left for now (since I am blocked on the QA and I'm dedicating a big portion of tech writing for tomorrow) is to continue editing my FFF manuscript. I have two weeks to finish. I could get it done without a problem if I wasn't doing so many other things.

So, today, now... I'm going to have an overfull glass of Asti (finishing off a lingering bottle) because I can. And I want.

In a way, I feel extravagant, hedonistic and a bit debauched.

I also feel like I'm toasting to the legacy of past authors.