I went to bed at about six this morning. I did not go right to sleep, being awfully annoyed about the lost chapter. I got back up at 11am when Russ came home with a new desk for his corner of the house. I did some writing. I cooked dinner. I ate too much.
I slept for a few hours.
So now that I'm back at the computer, I rather hope that I can get some work done. That 'less than 100 pages' left seems to be getting longer and longer, doesn't it?