I had a good, if tunnel-visioned day. Little room for anything but whatever’s in front of me. I’ve been there before. What usually works is a schedule. You know what schedules should be written on? WHITE BOARD.
It’s almost 11pm and I’m only now feeling like dinner. It’s been a weird couple food days. But here I am. Mike’s gone to bed and I’m nomming on a bologna sandwich with cheez-its, so there’s a smashing dinner for you. There’s nothing on that I actually want to watch, so I switched on an episode of Kitchen Nightmares that my TiVo got for me because … I guess. I worked on A Thing some […]