It's a sleepy, sloggy day here, and I really would like nothing better than some warm cookies and milk, a cuddle with Darwin, and a good movie or book when I get home.
Reality is, I have so much to do. Wrap up presents for my family for when I see them next week, clean the house for a small get-together that we're having tomorrow, prepare for a weekend full of cooking, laundry, filling some jewelry requests...
I'm not sure why I'm talking about this on here, but somehow, I like making lists and figuring out exactly what needs to be done. Writing it all down helps me for some reason. Is it particularly productive? Well, no.
Reality is, I have so much to do. Wrap up presents for my family for when I see them next week, clean the house for a small get-together that we're having tomorrow, prepare for a weekend full of cooking, laundry, filling some jewelry requests...
I'm not sure why I'm talking about this on here, but somehow, I like making lists and figuring out exactly what needs to be done. Writing it all down helps me for some reason. Is it particularly productive? Well, no.
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