The exercise:
Write about: sevens.
The exercise:
Write about: the smashing machine.
Not, oddly enough, inspired by either of my children.
The exercise:
Write four lines of prose about: the first thing you need to know.
Survived the final day of property taxes. It was actually the slowest day of the week, but I think my average time per call was the longest - funny how the most difficult and/or complicated people wait until the last second to pay.
Also the heat is starting to lessen, and everyone is grateful for that. Still looking at plenty of beach time this weekend, but that's okay. Especially when it won't be out of desperation.
The exercise:
Write about being: lost in time.
Thursday holidays are so weird. I felt like I had no idea what day it was for most of the day.
But don't get me wrong - I'm still pretty happy to get the day as a break before deadline day for property taxes.