The avalanche

I took it easy the first part of last week—reveling in my triathlon success and lack of paid employment—and worked on M.H.'s book instead. (It's going to be so good! I can't wait to get it out into the wild.) But then the avalanche came, and now the cycle of insanity begins again. The avalanche is a mixed blessing. I do need and appreciate the work, of course, but it's daunting when you've just finished editing "Part I" and still have 1,421 pages to go. My coping strategy is to flip my mental switch into all-I-do-is-work mode, and to get up every 25 pages to take "some sort of break," which is all-I-do-is-work mode code for "some sort of housework, or maybe feed the children." Semantics.