It is Late

And my writing has ground to a halt.

Exhaustion is taking its toll right now (baby teething), with stress from being unemployed and a lack of focus from being stuck in the house writing résumés all day contributing to my lack of progress. I can't seem to get more than a page a day going right now, which is annoying as hell. Three is my usual minimum. Five is preferred.

I'm going to have the section I'm working on done in a couple of lines, then I'm going to bed. The baby's teeth are in, which means I should get a couple of nights sleep with a little luck, before the next set.

So, I needed to grouse. Grousing done.

Back to work.

No, wait, the baby is waking up.

Sigh.