Tax Day.
Blog Day.
Big Day!
I’ll be back….
And it’s later than I would like. I always do more than I planned and I don’t finish what I planned.
But here’s a nice word I came across today, I’ve seen it before but I didn’t remember what it means. Here:
gri·ot| ɡrēˌō, ˌɡrēō | noun , a member of a class of traveling poets, musicians, and storytellers who maintain a tradition of oral history in parts of West Africa. ORIGIN French, earlier guiriot, perhaps from Portuguese criado.
Nice one.
I didn’t gather tax papers this afternoon. I started catching up with a couple of months of Sunday New York Times. It’s lot of reading. I tried to be stern (no crosswords), but there were some articles I had to read— thought I had to read, but I’m being ridiculous. I’m saving stuff while files and folders and boxes wait for me to cull them and throw out the kind of thing I am saving today!
I must stop while I still can.