Today's theme: You don't have as much time as you think. I thought I had more time this morning to sleep. I thought I had more time between work and a meeting. I thought I had more time on upcoming weekends. Wrong, wrong, wrong, and wrong again.
Ack. During the winter, I get cabin-fever-doldrums, and didn't like that at all, but now that I have just a few things on the calendar, I'm all confused, messing up stuff, creating conflicts for myself.
And now, I must stop scribbling, writing, or whinging, whatever it is I'm doing, and get to bed. I'm out of time.