I intend to write today. I’ve been wanting to devote a great deal of time to the manuscript lately and have yet to do it. A few minutes at the top of the day and a few more at the bottom is about as good as it’s gotten lately.
Stuff gets in the way. I’ve gone for bike rides, taken the time to meditate, shop for and later prepare food, work in the garden.
All good, all necessary, and all excuses for not devoting the proper time to the manuscript.
I also check in on my blog more than I need to, and have to go check the blogs I visit because the bulk of my social life is online. I’ve found a few more blogs to check now, too, and that eats into the day.
I’m not complaining. I’m happy about it, but the day slides by and I’ve accomplished little.
Today I’m hoping to reverse course and get some work done.
It’s Tuesday and it’s supposed to be my best day. Years ago a psychic said so. I’ve think of it every Tuesday. Many of them are really good.
Now that I’ve said so in cyber print it’ll be interesting to see if it holds up.
I’m going to write today.
I’m going to write right now.
How We Spoil Our Cats, December 2017 Edition
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