I know it isn’t Friday anymore, but this post was intended as my Friday post, so for me, it doesn’t matter what day it really is right now. I got behind last week – with everything! I don’t even know how it happened. I was busy the whole week, but it seems like nothing that I wanted to get done got done. Probably being away from home three days out of the five had a little something to do with it.
It was our winter break and I had high hopes of organizing, bottling wine, and taking care of my hair, in addition to grading papers and making a dress. Out of all of those things, I organized one cabinet in my bedroom, went through some clothes, got my hair cut -which I am not happy with – and that was about it. What else did I do then? Like I mentioned, I spent lots of time away from home. I was visiting friends and it was nice not to have a schedule or to feel like I had to rush home to be somewhere, or do something else for once.
Currently, I am a little annoyed about my daily journal situation, so as it goes now, I am making every effort to use these Friday posts (that sometimes happen on Monday) as little reminders of what I was up to each week – as unspecific as they may be. What happened is that I couldn’t find the daily journal for 2016 that I wanted from Amazon. Can you believe that? It’s not on Amazon, how could it even be… And I haven’t had the time to make it to an office store where I am sure I will find one. Walmart just won’t cut it for that item – I know cause I’ve looked – and Walmart is all this town really has. In the mean time, in addition to my Friday blurbs of the week over here, I am making due with a regular old undated, notebook-style journal that I have. I wrote most of my 2008, and then a little bit of 2010 in it, and since there is plenty of room for 2016, I thought I’d use it temporarily. It was really taking me back in time the other night when I was reading about all that had gone on those years. I had a little boy back then that played with cars. Now, this young man of mine is talking about driving them. Eight years really went by too fast!