Lists are the way I normally accomplish things that need to get… accomplished! I have been unable to make a list for the past two weeks because I knew reading it would put me over the edge. This blog is misnamed; it should be So Many Chores, So Little Time. Books? Who has time to read at all? Looking at the stack of filing that has been mushrooming on my desk for months, I can’t even begin to imagine how much time it will take to go through. My file drawers aren’t even big enough to hold what’s stacked on top, which means I will have to go through everything and weed out trash. I should go through clothes and jackets and put away the winter and get out and wash the summer. Just what I want to do on a lovely Saturday. There is the new camera I need to read up on and get out and practice with. Sure. And the manuscript. And the query letter. And the synopsis.
Now, if I didn’t have to go to work, I could probably catch up. So guess what has gotten the ax for a couple weeks? You guessed it. And it makes me very sad, but I can’t read and comment on yours and write on mine too. So I am catching you up on the puppy and the very patient Terra who only bites Zoë now and then when she just can’t take it any more. Walking them three times a day takes a lot of time, too. And there are children, and the job, the basement, and……. I better stop now. It is starting to look like a list, and I might cry.
Her other name is imp! Remind me not to get another puppy, please.
I’ll be back. I will keep reading your blog! Check up on me in a week or so, please.