I have one more day to myself. I'm kicking myself for not attending to the writing, but I got back from the walk later than expected and felt exhausted. I'm going to leave earlier this evening so I'll have time to recover before I have to sit down at the computer. I don't know how this is going to work as the evenings start earlier.
I also have not contacted my writing group. The truth is I've gone back and forth, but last night I decided that it's for the best if I quit. My heart's not truly in it anymore. I'm a little sad about that, but I think I need to move on. I need to see if I can write on my own for a while.
Work is going to continue to be busy today. We have two weeks until classes begin, but that seems like such a short time. Will everything get done? Will the syllabus get written? Will the workshops get planned? Will the lab get set up? I don't know. I think so. There are papers and proposals to write. Projects to finish. Loose ends from the summer to tie up. Food to order for a reception. It's too much, I tell you. (I'm okay now, just had to go a little crazy there.)
The kids return tomorrow after two weeks of being away. I'm looking forward to having them back of course, though I didn't get as much done with them gone as I had wanted. I think I can enlist their help once they return. I'm going to continue my decluttering tonight. I've found a Goodwill fairly close by, so I'm taking a bunch of my rejected clothes and the kids' outgrown ones to them. I have some big items to sell on Craigslist or Ebay. And I have to get my schedule together. I haven't come up with a definitive PIM solution yet, but I'm going to play with more in the next few days. For now I think I have to settle for iCal plus Palm plus work calendar. Why is nothing perfect? :)