I feel frustrated in that I can’t do the final edit on my books. If it‘s not me feeling good and mentally alert, it’s problems with my laptop and since the beginning of January, when Marian broke her arm, I’m constantly being disrupted by having to drive her around and do things for her. It’s hard to get into a rhythm when you’re always starting and stopping. I’ve made numerous copies of copies of sections I want to edit and so much time has passed that now I’m at a point that I don’t know what is what. I feel I need to start over again. Argggg!