I have been abridging since eleven AM. I am on a roll but also have turned bleary-eyed. My fingers are aching. My wrists are on fire, like the poor woman in the commercial. And, I must confess, I’m a little smelly because I haven’t had a shower. But it’s one big push today and I’m trying to get as much done as I possibly can. Tomorrow, it’s back to work. And then I have all of next week off to finish everything up. It seems that time will fly by, which is exactly what I do not want.