I keep staying up far too late, well into the wee hours, then I wake up late and miss a lot of the daylight. This is not a great way to do it.
In December, I was at an office store that was going out of business, getting my TSA precheck renewed. I bought one of those calendar books that has the whole month in little squares, and it also has larger sections for each day. I've been once again trying to make notes about what I do every day, just to answer my ongoing question of "Where is my life going, anyway?" So far, I've been able to fill things in with only a couple of misses or catch-up notes. It's not exactly a diary; I don't really have that much to say for myself; it's just a record of what on Earth I'm getting done. Mostly, I'm digging through the boxes of paperwork that accumulated in my office over the last few years and getting everything sorted. I've found some letters I meant to answer, and I feel terrible about them. Some I'm not even sure what to do about. Do I answer the wonderful letter I got from a kid so long ago that they probably don't even care about our story anymore? I don't know.
Oh, also, Grammarly hates the way I write. Fine. At least it catches most of my mis-spellings.
Thanks everyone!
--Kaja
Thisfox
2024-01-11 08:49:38 +0000 UTCBrian Harvey
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