Today, I am clearly still sick enough that I should just lounge some more, and there is nothing I have to get done today. But I have just calculated for the Clarion Write-a-Thon that I need to write 1600 words / day from now until the end of the summer if I hope to have 100,000 words drafted on my new novel before the semester starts. Also, there are a few hostas that REALLY should get into the ground today. And the weeds are encroaching. I'm going to go eat breakfast, make another cup of tea, read another volume of Finder, take some DayQuil, and then think about whether I am up to either writing or gardening. Probably not.