Today is Friday the 13th. If I was a French Templar, it might be a bad day for me. Instead it's just a day. Nothing exciting happening, just trying to make it through the day.
I finished the heel of my sock, need to pick up the instep and I'll be off and running.
I've got five weeks to write up my adventure and make six characters. I can do it. Copy the character from the book, and use other created bad guys. It's almost done. I can do it.