A Promise Not To

     It might seem that I procrastinated all day and am just now writing something of poor quality (like any of my other stuff is Pulitzer grade) just to make the goal of something new every day. It IS late and I AM writing to meet the goal, by the way, there is nothing wrong with wanting to meet a goal. But it WAS a busy day for me.

     Being honest, though, I was busy because I DID put stuff off. All the little errands I raced around completing today in Fresno could have been done in more bite-size pieces during the previous week. It would have made today better and my life calmer.

     Unfortunately, this has been one of my biggest faults and really traced back to homework I would finish on the bus to school. Staying up late could have been justified if it meant completing the short story due in the morning. Catching a first run of Charlie's Angels doesn't. It wouldn't be the same in today's technological age. It would be binge watching House of Cards. After the free internet porn, of course.

     

     I actually have started to work on this a little. I've taken advantage of the scheduling feature of blogs to get ahead, one day, on the Richert Letters blog. Obviously, I didn't on this one. Over the course of time, I will. I plan to write book reviews of the books I've read and use those for days when I need a little help. Like today.