whether it flies or drags it goes on

I mean Time, but I do too. Today is the beginning of my tax-related papers-gathering. It’s also the last day for my PACT tweaks. All very time-consuming. I’ll try to get back to you. After all, it’s about Time.

Time is flying and dragging and going on and on. So am I….

So it’s almost dinner time. I finished the rewrite and I delivered it to one person who lives in my building. I’ve been trying to email a copy to the other person and it wasn’t getting there, Finally, one letter got through but she can’t read the files because she needs a different program.

I am TIRED! And I I’m not finished andI haven’t touched the TAX TORTURE papers.

The good news is I don’t feel like eating. Or cooking. But I’m okay—I have two boxes of Oatmeal Crisp. No ice cream, though.

oops

Well, April 2 is over. Netflix is killing me, and I paid for it, am paying for it, in so many ways—how shall I count the ways?

But my timing is off. I just fell asleep “watching”. I could do this better on my bed…