So I fly early Monday and I have not even started to think about packing. I am so relaxed about traveling. Good grief. I need to try on my new summer suit and make sure the pants don’t need hemming. If so, I’ll drop them today at the dry cleaners on my way to the gym.
I’ve never been to Boston. I was 3 hours away in Maine a few years ago, jealous that some friends made the drive to see Harvard and I didn’t know about it until they were back (I could have gone! Well, not really.) and although I’m going to be in meetings the entire time, I have carved out a morning to do a hop-on, hop-off bus tour of the city, hopefully setting eyes on Harvard. (Long-time dream of mine, and a silly thing.)
But, before I go I have a zillion things on a to-do list, and nothing is going to get done if I don’t get to it. I did pick a mind mapping software this morning. Sheesh. And I’m not walking quite as funny as I was earlier this week. My muscles are figuring out that screaming at me will get them nowhere. Finally, cooperation!
If I get enough done today, I can write! Onward, forward!
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