All day long I kept starting something, then getting distracted and going on a bit of a walkabout, then forgetting what I was doing in the first place. I canít tell you how much work I actually got done, because I donít recall actually getting to the end of anything. But there are several tasks that I will be able to cross off my to-do list tomorrow, because theyíre already half done now.
Less than half, most of them, to be perfectly honest. But thatís more than I planned to do today, and definitely more than I get done on a typical Sunday.
Sometimes itís hard to remember that there are other things in life besides working. Maybe itís because Iím here alone with all my files and equipment all day every day, so it feels as if Iím always at work. I did get out for awhile today, to watch Eric play baseball, and that was good. But even when I stay home, I donít need to be working all the time. I believe that, but sometimes I donít feel it.