thank god it's done

My neck hurts, my eyes hurt, my brain hurts, and the article I've been working on for the past month is finished. And not before time. I've spent the last couple hours reading it over, making minor changes, but it's done. Now it's Jessica's problem, and I can go to New York City next week with a clear conscience.
And with a word count of 5,890, it's nearly twice what was asked for. I expect Jessica will need to cut it down quite a bit, but even if it stays above 4,000 words, that's a pretty nice chunk of money. Not that I'm saying money is just one of the reasons I write. Sometimes, it's the only reason.