Patience

Getting impatient for my (hopefully final) proof to arrive. Eager to get the novel published, put the period down at The End. Find a new rhythm in a new journey, presumably much less obsessive than the old one. Disappear into the woodwork. Now you see him, now you don't.

Meanwhile, half way through project drafts, some good work. No one with hugely serious problems yet. Hope to finish them off this afternoon, freeing up with weekend.

Our former mayor and his lady friend coming to dinner Saturday night. I enjoy his company much. Hers, too.