Ten.Two Thousand, Five Hundred & Nine
Letting myself move more slowly today.
A still, foggy morning.
Rescheduling lunch is the right thing to do, even though it’s not what I want to do. And there’s Korean at the food truck.
I miss having more of these work-from-home Wednesdays.
I make a note to myself about how strange it is to be repeating words and phrases that I already used years and years ago.
My instincts are good.
It’s only Wednesday.
I almost wish we could do one more.
I try to do the right thing for myself and skip the milkshake and do the berry freeze. I really should have gotten a milkshake.
Spring Baking Championship.