Just beginning

I'm just beginning my writing day. I was awakened early this morning by the repairman to find out what was wrong with my new internet service. He got that done, so then I slept in till about 1:30. I looked in my bank account, and to my joy, I indeed had money.


So, I gave a lift to the regional economy and paid my bills. To do that, I first had to find them, which entailed throwing away a lot of clutter and generally cleaning up.

Being forced to look at my place, I noticed the amazing similarity to writing and crack addiction. After paying my bills, I realized that I'm not doing too bad now. Last year was disastrous, but I can dig myself out by summer or sooner.

No writing yet, but I'll get an hour or so done before I go to bed tonight. Now that I am loaded with supplies and can't go anywhere due to the ice, tomorrow is going to be a better day.

I know how well I can do.