My desk at work is filled with at least two “hot” items, a multitude of “warm” projects and a whole lot of “due in a week” stuff.
My house at home needs to be cleaned. My laundry needs to be done.
My garden needs weeding. And de-helicoptering. There’s a maple tree two doors down and the “helicopter” seeds have sprung up mini trees all over everywhere. Those damn things really take root.
My dogs need to be Furminated.
My checkbook needs to be balanced. My bills need to be paid.
My diabetes supplies need to be replenished; an online order should be placed very soon. Very soon.
My correspondence has been lacking. I owe a half dozen people letters or e-mails. (I still like nice fountain pens on pretty stationery.)
But you know what? It’s Friday. It’s the first day we’ve had without rain in Chicago for a thousand and six days. It’s supposed to be above 70 at some point during the day.
And I’m going to spend all the time I want gazing out my office window at the blue sky and sorta green-ish lake, and maybe take a walk at lunch.
At least I know there won’t be any stress-related high numbers this afternoon. Those will come on Monday when I have to play catch up.
As always, more to come…