Where did this week go? I can’t believe it’s almost over. Something got away from me, but I don’t know how it happened. All my vivid plans to get a head start have been bleached and shredded. I know it’s my fault, but I can’t figure out what brought me to this point.

Well, I guess I do know part of the answer. When my phone lines weren’t working, I kind of gave up on getting everything done that I had in mind. It was supposed to be repaired in one day, but it took two. That got me from Monday morning to Wednesday afternoon with one arm tied behind my back.

Having lost one day of getting out of the house, I tried to make up for it today. But I got a late start and then got hung up in line at the post office and by the time I got home half the afternoon was gone. Half the afternoon, and most of my energy. It’s a good thing I found a little pocket of time and a tiny burst of energy this evening, or even more bills would have been paid and mailed late.

I’m not ready to admit I’m in over my head. I am, but I’m not ready to admit it, because I think I can dig my way out of this. I think I can use my time to better advantage and get things done more efficiently. I don’t exactly know for sure that this will happen, but I’m almost convinced that I can do it. If. If what? That’s where I’m a little fuzzy.

It was important to me to get to the office supply store. There are forms I needed, and even though I probably won’t use them for at least another week, having them here, staring me in the face, is an important part of the process. At the very least it’s one less excuse for not doing what I need to be doing.