It was 6am when my alarm went off and instead of having that hostage negotiation talk with my alarm clock and phone, I decided to get up and write. There was a time when I didn’t schedule a time to purge through writing, I just sat down and did it. Man I miss those days.
Today is June 1 and the way I see it, the first day of June is Summer. The last day of August is the last day of summer.
Welcome to the first day of Summer. I have 13 weekends to do all the stuff I want to do this summer. It sounds daunting when I actually write it down. That’s not a lot of weekends and I have A LOT of stuff I want to do. I am still very conscious of ‘TIME’ and how important it is and to not over commit to things.
Things I want to do this summer:
CAMP! I want to go camping A LOT.
Travel to places I have never seen.
Camp. Did I mention camping? I want to do that. a lottt. camp. yes.
It’s going to take a calendar and a plan of action.
Fuck. I suck at this. I got distracted by the boy getting ready for school and needing help getting his stuff ready. I will try again tomorrow. Good thing no one reads this anymore.