Imagined organization
Why can’t I be as motivated to organize things, during the day, as I am while safely in bed, one step away from dreaming? Last night, I worked out the new layout for my equipment table in the basement. Everything fit, and my productivity would increase significantly. Today, with the daylight almost gone, I realize that I did nothing. The plan remained theoretical. Was I simply dreaming?
Actually, probably not, but my ability to magically sort things rarely progresses beyond the theoretical. I could have been asleep for all that got done. I must try and improve on this flaw.
Meanwhile, today was idyllic. Great weather, a chance to BBQ at lunchtime (although I didn’t actually put things to plate until suppertime). There are distractions along the way. In this case, a rare visit from old friends served as an excuse to spend the afternoon in idle chatter. We’ve been “away”, and others care about such things. Only through the experience of others can we get new ideas, or something like that. It did give us an occasion to demonstrate the Interstate, from stem to stern.
The dog has figured out that we are easy marks when people stop by. Any demonstration of an interest in food seems to net him new treasures. Has he determined the best path to “treats”? I think so. You may not be able to teach an old dog, etc. but he knows exactly how to fine tune our responses.
I checked the garden, but found no strawberries. Did our plants forget to flower and fruit up?
