Y’all.

I cannot get my act together.

I don’t know what day of the week it is yet.

Once you jump off the train tracks of routine it’s rather tricky to get back on that straight and narrow.

I know I have stories to write and reviews to post and laundry to wash and bills to pay.  I have school years to plan and curriculum to define and emails to return.

I’m about 370 pages into the beast of a book that is East of Eden and now that I am actually enjoying it, I’d like to finish it.

Also our lawn was a jungle when we returned home after two and half weeks away and apparently a monsoon that we missed and we’ve all been taking turns with the push mower and to celebrate our finishing up the lawn late this evening – the rains returned.

Tomorrow, maybe tomorrow, I’ll hunker down and write a genuine post and I’ll realign my days and my nights and recall which side is up and which day is which and what my name is.

But I’m not making any promises – okay?

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