I never write in my journal any more. I think that as the days go by and all the little and big things go unrecorded, the prospect of trying to catch up becomes offputting. Plus there’s the need to spend the two hours between baby bedtime and mama bedtime watching TV shows. (OMG, ever wondered why there was nothing to fill the hot, tormented, vicar detective niche in your life? There is now.)
So, today I…
1) Contemplated whether a card that reads Mistakes: Perhaps the purpose of your life is just to serve as a horrible warning to others was the appropriate choice to send to a friend in hospice. Decision: No.
2) Attended a dissertation proposal defense in the music department. They have a piano in the room. Just in case. That’s cool.
3) Gathered an office posey on my way to work.
What did you do today?