Today I realized that I'm just one day's work from the end of the chapter on proportion, and after that, I can do the self-test on that chapter and start on the chapter of word problems, which is the final chapter in this book.
Then I guess it's on to the next textbook. Dragging my discalculia behind me.
Now I really need to tidy this place up some and then maybe gothercize a little, to see if that wakes me up, because I am sleepy as anything. Oh, and start reading this other John Henry Holliday bio, and see if it's a little meatier than the last one.
In other news, my F chord, though intermittent, persists. And I now understand why cvillette refers to Aleve as "M&Ms", but I have to say, my pullups are improving at a hitherto-unforseen rate. That thing about functional exercise being better for your fitness than gym exercise? Is so very true. I wonder if it's the adrenaline.
(Isn't the life of a writer glamorous?)