I don't think I am the only one who puts things off. Otherwise, FedEx wouldn't even exist. Anyway, I've been procrastinating. On just about everything. I'm assigning blame for my putting off 'til tomorrow to adjusting to the summer routine and having to keep the kids occupied with things sun screen centered and sans screens--computer, video and handheld.
But it's also just jolly ol' procrastination. I have a huge administrative pile from which to dig out my sorry, miserable self. Can you feel my pain? Irreparable hard drive and no back-ups for over a year because I couldn't get the stupid modem on that ancient Windows hunk-o'-junk to talk to the FiOS...no excuse, of course...really, just another procrastination...But you see what I am avoiding. Please, feel my pain, because I don't want to. I'm awarding any and every distraction my utmost attention.
Here, the girl wore her ZORRA trousers. The ones with the lucky kitties. She still hasn't warmed up to the big girl face ones. We had an errand in Taluca Lake, so a swing by the Farmers' Market on Fairfax for falafel and figs is practically on the way.
On the business end of things, I have WINONA translated and printed and ready to go. WINONA was another victim of IT-misfunctioning procrastinating. But it's off the list, finally. Please place any orders over the shop.
I have a pretty stack of fabrics right here that I should WINONA-ize. I should probably sew-along this. Whatcha think? It would give me something to do besides enter 18 months worth of accounting. I'm up for it.