Very difficult going on the novel. Haven't found the right tone yet for the retirement community section. A struggle, more so than usual.
Which outs my life in a mild funk. No progress lately on downsizing. Harriet still not into it. I need to bite the bullet and just do it myself, despite her displeasure as a result. We are held prisoner by all her belongings, 90 percent of which gathers dust and costs us storage money and has no other function that I understand.
Doing the best I can. Feels like it's not enough.
And still not back up to speed on ukulele.
Which outs my life in a mild funk. No progress lately on downsizing. Harriet still not into it. I need to bite the bullet and just do it myself, despite her displeasure as a result. We are held prisoner by all her belongings, 90 percent of which gathers dust and costs us storage money and has no other function that I understand.
Doing the best I can. Feels like it's not enough.
And still not back up to speed on ukulele.
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