It's a mystery to me where all the time goes. It's got to be around here somewhere, but where? I'm now retired, but not really, since I spend a lot of time online marketing and writing, usually in that order. Most of the important stuff seems to happen online in the morning, and if I wait until later, I know I'll miss something.
Today, I promised myself I'd get through my emails, support other authors where needed, do my blog, and then hurry over to my work in progress.
Well, I'm just now doing the blog. Also, the last part of my list never happened. I made the mistake of bringing something down to the basement, and realizing I had tons of work to do there. So, I spent my afternoon cleaning the basement. Six bags of garbage, some recycling items, some giveaways, and I finally called it quits for today. Last week was the same thing. I made the mistake of going downstairs and many bags of garbage and recycling later, I still wasn't through.
Wait a minute. I just solved the mystery. I know where the time went. It went into the basement.
Where does your time go?
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