I absolutely wasted yesterday. I wrote two paragraphs of a new story and then just stopped. I had all freaking day to write and I didn't do anything!
Then--probably due to guilt--I couldn't sleep last night. I got up this morning annoyed with myself and decided I'm going to finish the Bell-Men rewrites today. If I don't get that finished, I get to deal with another sleepless night, and you know how I love my sleep.