Yesterday I mended the tip-ex mouse, helped the secretary with some tricky stuff on her computer and maybe taught a year 8 kid some maths (“maybe” because I’m not sure how much stuck.). I feel those are 3 good uses of a day.
Today I have nothing of note to mention. I assume I must have done something because I’ve been awake for many hours. When I try to remember my achievements, all I can think of are the things I still haven’t done yet. Things that need doing, things I could have done earlier, things I should probably be doing right now instead of writing this.
Funny how different days can be. Or at least one’s attitude towards them.
Life is! Go with the flow of it. 🙂 Some days are for doing, some aren’t (try to sidestep the guilt, I’ve developed a nice little soft-shoe shuffle in my later years).