I hit the revisions hard this weekend. I finished corrections to chapters 5, 6, 7, and 8! Now I'm working on chapter 9.
Getting so much done is both exhilarating and tiring. It's exhilarating because I'm getting closer to my goal. It's tiring because of just how much there yet to go. So much in fact, that even my kitty seems pooped:
Today, I have have non-writing work to do, so I probably won't get anything done on my book. Tomorrow is a new day, though, and I'll be back at it then.