I just spent the last ten minutes or so typing a post. I didn’t like it. Too rambly. Buh-leted!

In lieu of that crappy post, here’s another one, but more orderly. What am I going to do this summer?

A list:

• plant the garden
• finish WIPs (11, at last count)
• work through “to read” list
• Voyage to The Rock (not the actor with the thick neck, the Canadian province of Newfoundland, wherein lies half my roots)
• find a job
• brush up on my French
• do my best to have a social life

That doesn’t sound too bad, except when you think of it each of those things to tick off on the list has its own sub-list of even more things to tick off.

I think I’ll have a lie down now.