As I’ve mentioned before, one can have a production schedule. One can have the best darned production schedule in the history of production schedules. One can have dreams and aspirations. One can have goals.
But if one gets what was either the Head Cold From Hell or a sinus infection, one is not going to be either creative or productive for a long time, and one’s production schedule will flit away like dust in the wind. Maybe that’s not such a bad thing. Now that The Sickness has finally returned to the pit that spawned it and I’m feeling better, I can decide how I want to proceed.