Eureka!

I was working on a lemma last week. That's a little baby theorem. And by Friday, my baby theorem had collided head first with a brick wall. It then refused to move forward.

So Saturday morning, I was rubbing my forehead, and intending to spend the weekend recovering myself. I had some yummy granola for breakfast, took a shower . . .

Just as I was coming out of the shower, inspiration struck. I could prove my lemma by a completely different method! I wrapped myself in a towel, and ran for my couch. Furiously, I typed typed typed. I finished the proof!

I thrust the computer to C- with instructions to check my work. Then I went to brush my teeth. I told C- that in the interest of my dental hygiene, he was on no account to tell me I was wrong until I finished flossing. Otherwise, I'd have to spend another 20 minutes typing with floss hanging out of my teeth.

Luckily, C- thought it looked ok. Now I'm about to show the proof to my advisor! Hopefully it's still ok . . .