I’ve been busy lately, in that way that I’m realizing my home needs major cleaning and care, it’s not getting it, and I don’t know when it will. I think the dishes are possibly most noticeable, but other things have begun to show…abuse.

My time is spent working, riding, writing or with friends/family. Arguably it’s the writing that has become almost compulsive that is keeping me from doing the most cleaning. Mondays, usually prime do-the-dishes time, was spent curled up with my laptop either reading or writing. I’ve officially run out of forks, and I think that’s a sign.

Too tired to go into anything else.