18 May 2001


Last year: I promised him I'd try not to weird him out today.


No, you're not hallucinating. I did, in fact, fail to write an entry yesterday.

I don't have much of an excuse. I couldn't write an entry yesterday morning, when I usually write, because I had to leave the office only fifteen minutes after I got in for a meeting. But I got back to the office around two, and I didn't exactly leap into the saddle to begin working, so I could well have written then.

But by that point my brain was swimming with everything we'd gone over at the meeting, and all I wanted to do was fiddle around with my other website.

It's no excuse, I know. Bad Lizzie. No cookie.


Before I left for work this morning, I walked around the side of the house to take a peek at the garden. WOW! It's growing like gangbusters. Even the tomato plant I was sure was dead is slowly coming back. The squash plants are a good six or seven inches tall, and the healthiest tomato plant is even bigger than that!

I desperately need to get out there this weekend and weed, and the carrots need to be thinned... And it's definately time to stop putting off getting cages for the tomatoes and a trellis for the cucumbers - but I'm starting to actually believe I might really get some vegetables out of it!


I don't want to work today. I mean, I really don't want to work today. I've got stories half-told in the back of my mind that I want to tell. I've got pictures I want to draw. I've got the urge to create, to bring tears to someone's eyes...

But yesterday's meeting stacked up a heck of a list of things to do.

Time, I think, to break out the old reward system. Break my list into discrete pieces, and allow myself a half hour of writing for each piece completed. It's the only way I'll ever get anything done.

But oh, it's tempting to write off today as a lost cause. (It's Friday, the demons whisper. Nothing ever gets done on Friday.)

Enough. On with the day.

--Liz


Word of the Day:
zillionaire - an immeasurably wealthy person
 
Currently Reading:
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Current Projects:
- Kris' afghan
- garden


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