Today just happens to be my Friday. Yep, after I leave work this evening I will be off for 2 consecutive days. Now ain't that just great! And after that I work for 3 and have another of my weekends. This is a schedule I can work with. Vacation is on the books for mid-April. And I still have some of that Covid time to use before July.
And, since I suspect there might be a few out there interested in seeing what it looks like, here's a page from The Body in the Loch during the editing process. I don't always use red ink, usually I do my markings with what ever pen is handy. And in the final manuscript, I usually edit what I've already edited, so I'm the only one at present who knows how much of this actually made the cut. I will give you a clue, though: Eli and Max are still drinking wine.
As with all companies, retail or otherwise, I work with deniers, fools who believe masks are useless, that they don't work. Yesterday I almost had words with one. An older man, he has been born again into the Cult of Trump. Given the opportunity, he will spit forth the venerated lies of the failed president. He was in the lunchroom as I was leaving last evening propagandizing and we almost had words. Nothing will change his mind. So I told him to shut up and walked away. He will perpetually be drinking from the fountain of untruth. To do otherwise would cause the fibrous joints in his cranium to explode possibly injuring those nearby with shards of stupidity. This is also the man who sat in the lunchroom and said with pompous authority that Biden will never be president. He's going to be eating that shit sandwich for quite some time.