Progress!

So what happened was I was overmedicated and it got to my brain and I couldn’t think and Bob was doing all the heavy lifting and then I talked to my cardiologist and realized I was dehydrated and stopped taking most of my meds and my brain became moist again and then I had to fix all the things my dried-out brain had screwed up so I began analyzing and making notes.  While Bob sighed.  But today, I got it.  I know what the book is about, I know how it’s structured, and I know how to fix my part.  (Bob’s part was already good.). So I’m going to celebrate with mini Oreos and a big glass of milk.  Cause that’s how we roll here in our declining years. (I, personally, decline to write about ice pirate zombies.). Here’s an inside look at my notes:

I am so relieved.  And now, Oreos.

Edited to add:

I posted a conversation with Bob on Facebook: