I’m tired and I’m cold (the cooler is either on high or not on at all, at the moment) and I’m clearly up past my bedtime. Damn it. So here’s the quick version.
Get up on time–yes. Karate–no. Hope decided to play sick, so I missed my lesson. Damn it.
Breakfast and kitchen–progress made. Hope to day-care, but still no errands, still waiting on the cell phone. Which supposedly they attempted to deliver, but I was sitting not twenty feet from the front door at the time they were supposedly here. Damn it.
Lay out my galaxy–a very little bit of brainstorming done. I did realize why all my bad guys are willing to do the kamikaze thing.
Office–I cleaned up most of the mess I made. Does that count?
Plot some Keen–no, but I did get a few notes I had scrawled here and there into the computer, so I will now be able to find them. And my desk looks a little better.
Mystery hobby–it’s getting to the point I won’t be able to call it a hobby, since I never seem to do it. Sigh.
Three pages of Eve–actually, it’s five pages. That is my major success of the day. I’m not sure it’s any good, though…
Cook–burn, more like. Forgot the stuff was on the stove. Oops.
Clean–I finally pulled out the staples and hemmed the pants of my karate gi. I hope that counts, ’cause I didn’t do much else.
Go to bed on time–clearly not.
It’s those darn delivery guys’ fault. They screwed my whole day, since I was afraid to walk away from the door again, in hopes I’d get the damned phone.
After karate tomorrow I have committed to go see family. I know I should, and once I get there I will be glad I did, but right now I resent the loss of time. If I’d gotten more done today–I’d still resent it. I have less than a month…
Bed.