I'm having another blank screen problem here. Yesterday, I must have had three articles running in my head that wanted to come out, and for some reason leaned into the least inspiring of them.

I did not manage my time well. I have a handful of things that I wanted to get done before my flight on Tuesday, and one already will have to wait until next trip. There's peace to manage, and sometimes we just have to let the more mundane get in the way of the important, in this case, getting a part of a closet built trumping a legal instrument I wanted to have someone execute this evening.

I think I might be a little compulsive. The document was 96% complete yesterday, which means it got significant attention already, and I probably could have printed, adjusted, printed again and been done. But I didn't. Two hours later, and it's clear it won't be done this trip.

I've been avoiding too much of the important for the less important but somewhat urgent. And now I have concerns about the success of this trip, but I shouldn't. I can measure success in a number of ways, and have two back-up plans of sorts; so I should be okay.

Our calendars have not arrived, and it's not a good way for me to be starting 2020. And now I'm just so tired, and feeling fat. And that's that for today.

Yesterday's post came out political again. You can find it here: When Your Only Tool is a Hammer.