It’s been a long day. I’m tired, I know I did things because I’m tired, yet I’m filled with the uneasy belief I’ve done nothing significant with all that time.

This is a familiar problem. I have a little trick: write down everything that feels significant so I can see that in fact Things Did Happen. Not in chronological order. Just as the thoughts come to me.

(Hey, I didn't say it was a brilliant or original trick.)

Today's high & lowlights:

• Assembled couch bits that will live in my office
• Wrote new words in Sharp Edge of Yesterday. Not many.
• Avoided & procrastinated all the correspondence or reviews I planned to do.
• Wrote a long rant about herbicide shaming which I will not post anywhere.
  (You're welcome.)
• read too many news stories & did WAY TOO MUCH research journal surfing.
• Took two accidental naps
• Took two lovely walks with Spouseman in a Work From Home win.
• Ordered a crapton of garden supplies for quick pickup tomorrow.
• Lost multiple tea mugs multiple times.
• Received new, tight-fitting cloth masks made by a wonderful seamstress friend.
• Made more lists of plants to order tomorrow.
• lost track of time puttering around with garden stuff & missed both an open mic Zoom event AND almost all of a live online reading by a friend.

Now it's past time for supper, and I'm feeling unhelpful & frustrated. And aggravated with myself for both feelings.)

ANYway.  It's an even more mixy mixed bag than usual. I was flaky & achy & kept forgetting what I was doing in the middle of doing it. Which is not a rare thing.

It's what happens when my brain is working so hard to ignore stressors that there's no processing power left for Regular Things.

So I'm gonna give myself a break I've done nothing to earn, lock down the news media & the social media for 12 hours minimum & go watch TV.

Because that's a valid choice. Even if I do feel all self-defensive and prickly about doing it. 

Until later!