Remember the plan to time out my days, to get things done, to write on a couple different projects, to accomplish what needs doing without driving myself or anyone else crazy?
Ha. I wrote today. That’s about it. And the word count really doesn’t reflect that I didn’t do a damn thing else, so what was the point in sitting here all day?
Sigh. 5433 is the count. Not too bad, actually. Except that I didn’t get a damn thing done. So ah, yes, we get another Fourth of July spent doing housework and wishing I’d taken proper advantage of the entire three day weekend.
Have I mentioned I was supposed to be off work by now?