A small pleasure: I made sure to take a company car that has a tape deck. Thus, I brought tapes: the scores to The Rocketeer (1991, James Horner) and Last Action Hero (1993, Michael Kamen). First time this music has ever been played in that car!
Before and after the driving, I worked on a story-related project. Typed up someone's hand-written notes about details of their life. Twenty pages of handwritten notes on small looseleaf paper and I only had to flag one word I wasn't sure about. Very glad I could read it. And the stories? Neat ones. I also started an editing job related to what I typed up (can I be even more vague? "I did something, then that thing..."), and I'll re-tackle that tomorrow morning, probably finishing it.
And all of this happened quickly. Fast proofing, fast typing, (legally) fast driving. I wonder if I was sweating while typing. Certain stuff has to get done by certain times, and I've handled plenty of deadlines before. And today, I handled them well. I'm allowed to feel good about that.