Routine, unscheduled
Life has settled into a routine, of sorts. Work —> Dinner w/ A —> Play/relax.
But I have so many things I still want to do. And so often, things happen. Yesterday, a birthday dinner with A’s coworkers. Today, bargain shopping with a college buddy. When will I do laundry? Write a letter to Joel, my Compassion International child? When will I write and send those emails and letters to the people I miss?
