So, I put a bunch of stuff on my Simpleology list today, and I got less done than I put there, but I also pushed myself to do something I was avoiding, which was actually kind of fun, which was following up with someone from last week's party. I got that my not good enough was running the show, and nipped that in the bud.

I'm wanting the house I bid on, and having no idea what I would do with it. I think if I rented out two rooms (it pretends to be a four bedroom, but it's more like three, especially if the city decides it wants to ensure it's a one family), I could cover expenses and have a place to be when I am here. I suppose if I were really excited about it, and really wanted it, I would have bid more. But I'd be tickled if it leaned my way.

I should really have my list more in front of me. There are calls I could have made today that slipped away, two minute items that could have been done if I'd just reminded myself to.

I'm continuing to trim and delete though (we call it weeding), and I'm off more lists and have less in my in-boxes; so that's good.

I have written the past few days, just not here. In fact, I named my posts. They are Mary and Gary. I actually spoke with that lawyer again, and she seemed quite put together; perhaps the alcohol had something to do with where she was, or at least her expression of it.

And I've also rowed for three days, and ate too many potato chips, but we're almost out of too-tempting junk food here. I've eaten a portion of what I usually eat when mom's here. So I'm almost back to my pre-Shabbat weight, and that's good too.

And I can't keep my eyes open; so I won't. We're calling it bed time.

Good Night.