I never had a very high regard for Mr. Kissinger, but every time his name is brought up, this is what I think of:
There are a great number of opinions of Henry out there, which are being floated today, and I can’t speak for everyone, so I won’t…
I never had a very high regard for Mr. Kissinger, but every time his name is brought up, this is what I think of:
There are a great number of opinions of Henry out there, which are being floated today, and I can’t speak for everyone, so I won’t…
I have been having trouble getting back into the grove after our Thanksgiving break. This is the first time in two days that I have had the time or energy to sit down and just hammer something out. Monday was no motivation, and yesterday I was swamped with chores… well one chore – 6 loads of laundry.
No one likes it when the vacation comes to an end. And it was a good break. We were with friends up in the deep woods of New England. There was cold weather, and snow, and fires. Lots of relaxing and conversations, and food. We all needed time away from our lives in New York, and we got it. Good times had by all.
But instead of coming home feeling refreshed, I feel wore out, and lacking focus and drive. I am getting the minimum done, you know, to keep me and the family going. But everything else feels so difficult. I even forced myself to go to bed early last night, with the hope of an early bed and an early rise will get everything jump started. Except I woke up at 3am and really didn’t get back to sleep. I’ve been dragging today.
The day isn’t over, there is still plenty of time. But, I don’t think a short story review is coming today. I need to work on Christmas things, because that isn’t too far away.
I just need to get going…
… that doing laundry got wildly out of hand and there was no hope of control today.
I’ll have to try again tomorrow…
It’s my last day of vacation. I’m just going to fart the day away…
… For a monkey washing a cat.