Being home meant two books read. It meant coursework done. It meant errands run with BH. And it meant planning for upcoming presentations. I am trying to get prepared for the craziness coming over the next few weeks when I am bouncing from workshop to workshop.
The planning often sends me to the list of books I have read this year. It's nice to revisit these "friends," too. I recall a phrase, sentence, illustration, character. That time is precious, the time to reflect and reread. I am trying to figure out how to build in more of that Gomez. Maybe in retirement?
This post is very random, I know. It was just that kind of day.