I spent most of yesterday working on a report on the backyard deck. (Or should that be I was on the backyard deck, working on a report? I have yet to find cause to write a report about the backyard deck. But the year is young.)
Today went by pretty quickly as well. Around 4:30, I glanced at the clock and was shocked to discover it wasn’t 3:30. I ended up missing my train — by one minute — because of that, but as someone said to me on the way out the door, any day where you don’t watch the clock is a good day.
And I think today was. I wouldn’t go so far as to call it a great day, but I’ve lately been getting things almost kind of accomplished, and it’s a nice feeling.