Yesterday we welcomed the first day of Summer and celebrated Father’s Day. The year is spinning past in a flurry of activity. They delivered my new dining table and chairs yesterday, after failing to keep their promise of a Saturday arrival date. In starts and fits, maximizing pockets of time between other commitments, I assembled the table, and it looks fabulous in the new room. I’m confident I can put the ten matching chairs together before the end of the week. I have plenty of “spare” time. Not.
Work continues with setting up my new office. The two eight-foot bookcases stand dust-free, polished, and ready to be loaded with my extensive collection. I hauled the first two heavy book boxes from storage and began lining the shelves. Not all my books will remain in the office. I have plans for other bookcases in other rooms of the house. But until I place those units, my office is the primary staging and sorting area for every bound volume I discover as I unpack.
Even with the hustle and bustle, I didn’t forget my number one priority. My habits are strong, and writing a little every day is my secret weapon. Yesterday I wrote 149 words.
Did you write yesterday?
Keep on writing.
Jo Hawk The Writer