>I went through my regular routine of writing this morning with the solid intent of making headway in the troublesome manuscript. Did more browsing than writing. And the browsing I did didn’t encourge any significant writing. Frustrating.
I hit the road to take some photos. Figured that would distract me. The light was too strong and the photos were difficult. Frustrating.
When I came home and looked at my photos, maybe three out of a hundred had potential. Frustrating.
I went about scheduling my next procrastination technique–a quilting class I’ve been wanting to take. Starts tonight. I’m on call at the hospital. So, if I take the class, I risk getting called out in the middle of it. Frustrating.
And, just to top things off, I paid the bills. Always frustrating.
Just that type of day.
On the plus side, I’ve been productive.