Where have I been? It's a fair question, I agree. I can both see where the time has gone and am totally ignorant of its passing. I don't think I'm getting much done, but there is certainly lots to do. Sometimes this kind of situation builds itself to a little anxiety attack. I plan to avoid that.
I must get going again, get some rhythm to my progress. I've got several research projects going on, lots of writing, observing, some calculating. There are three classes, each with its own project or paper. Cars needed some attention and I gave them their due. The yard still needs my attention. I look at it and think, boy if I just went out there for 2 hours I could make it look nicer. And then I move on to some other, far less immediately necessary activity.
David badly needed some attention and (I hope) I gave him his due. Oddly enough, Katrina hit David more ferociously than geography would imply. He's had a truly awful month.
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