Monday is always a mish mash for me. Yesterday, my 17 year old son injured my car, now it needs body work if we are ever to open the passenger door again, much less drive with pride. My mind goes blank when I think of what to do about the car situation. I need to keep it simple-Get Estimate First.
My mind goes blank when I think about blogging, about the actual process. The first few days I was ecstatic. Now it just feels like I'm talking to myself. Which reminds me of journaling in Alanon. I did feel like it always helped. But about a year ago I read a bunch of my old notebooks. I admired where I was at but realized that years later the questions/breakthroughs that I had were the same as they are now.
My mind is just blank today. But I did nothing for which I need to make amends. A personal Hippocratic oath, Do No Harm!
Never Grow Old
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