Okay, new stats: This week I ... travelled twice as far, found half as much (by count), and spent twenty (yes, two-oh) times more than I did last week. But it's my own fault - I blew off my responsibilities this week more times than I could count. Not for any good reason, just a bit of melancholy with a hefty dose of chum-in-the-water sharky goodness that made me haunt every thrift and consignment in a ten mile radius (fruitlessly, for the most part).
Gotta clean this house. Gotta keep my promises. Gotta win at least one battle with the weeds.
Maybe after I watch the newest Sherlock ...
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