No headache. Writing madly. Finally got the tree out of the house. Upset last of water in tree bucket in the middle of the living room in the process. Nothing seriously damaged, which is a minor miracle. More thoughts on removing tree later. Am making progress on writing far too slowly, and yet can't seem to get it to move any faster. I weep for my deadline. Maybe after this section is finished it'll go faster? Less fact checking and making shit up wholesale, at least. Can't hurt.