I finished editing. I went from 75 pages to 73, over 20,000 words to 19,500-something. I deleted two scenes. This novel-writing stuff is hard! I hit a block and I don't know where to go. Oh well, at least there aren't any inconsistencies.
I had the edited pages stacked while I was fixing it in the computer. Once I finished with a page, I tossed it on my floor. My nephew, who should be asleep right now, came in halfway through and started playing with all the papers scattering my floor. It kind of looks like the bottom lining of a hamster cage. He's not helping. As long as he doesn't trash anything else.