It’s too hot to write. I think I’ll sit here and melt.
Tag: lazy
Just Sunday
It’s just Sunday, and it’s promising to be a hot one. Time for a leisurely breakfast and some coffee. We have plants to go in in the morning. We scaled down our vegetable garden to tomatoes because of the lack of sun in our yard, but we have a full herb garden that needs a couple more herbs. Lots of basil to go in with the tomatoes.

Once the tomatoes are in, we may be waiting for rain. I would like a good thunderstorm to come through. We might go and write for a while; I don’t know. Not an exciting day, but a good one.
Have a good day!
The summer winds down …
I’m privileged
Being a professor means that I get a wide-open summer (well, if you subtract internship time and setting up classes for fall.) Most people don’t get that, but it’s part of the reason I became a professor. It’s a privilege I will accept gladly.

I needed the break
After a school year of drastic COVID mitigations, life not normal, lack of a social life, talking to nobody, the summer was welcome. Unfortunately, with the Delta variant, we may go back to that soon. But at least I had this summer to recover.
I admit I’m been a bit of a hermit, writing/editing and staying cool. But it’s been a good, relaxing summer, and I’m grateful I had it at the right time.
Two weeks left
I don’t know how summer went by so fast — I’m now two weeks out from the beginning of semester meetings. I’m contemplating taking these last days napping and watching British ambulance shows on YouTube. I probably won’t do much of that, because there are projects I want to do. (Really? I can’t think of any.)
Whatever I do, I plan to make the most of these few days, and be ready for the fall semester.
P.S. for May 2, 2021
I tried to do nothing
Today I was supposed to do nothing. Instead, I revised two query cover letters and submitted two novels and two stories on Submittable.
Then I lazed around
So it’s okay; I got some rest.
A couple days of laziness
This morning it’s coffee and Miles Davis. Life could certainly be worse. In the pandemic, I think moments like this save me from depression.
My semester is over! Now what to do?
I’m on break and I already don’t know what to do with myself.
I’m too bored to surf and not motivated enough to write. Or do anything that uses my brain.
This will definitely not do.
What I’d really like to do is spend a day or two at a spa. As I’m 120 miles from a spa, that is not happening.
So I’m probably going to go to the cafe and see how much I can get written on Kami today.

