Damn, another week down. And how do I know that. I have to refill the daily pill container. I started off the week real strong, but haven’t finished that way. But overall progress in fixing a few problems, making progress on my photo site and blog, working on a painting and carving along with some chores around the house.

I’ve done more reading than usual, watched more educational things than entertainment and as I look around the office I’ve decluttered some.

Could I have done more, yep, no question. But sitting here early on a Sunday morning I feel good about the week behind me and the chance to finish strong today.

Even though I’m not heading to the job tomorrow I still like looking at a week by week accomplishment review. I guess it’s engrained in me. I used to do nightly reports of events and a nightly report to the manager/director of my tasks/progress and weekly turnover reports to the next shifts and management for decades.

I consider a week a huge amount of time, but they go by in the flash of an eye. Things come off the to do list and things go on the to do list. Weeks we get to see our children/grandchildren are special. Weeks we don’t, we miss them and it seems like a period much longer than a week.

Weeks are no longer broken down into the workweek and weekend. They are one continuous thing. And that is nice. Especially when they are peppered with days without obligations or plans.

I’m getting better at looking at each day as at least a partial success. Finding small milestones to keep me inspired. I might hit a milestone later today, if I finish this book.

Random Thoughts of the Day

• Watched sun break the horizon over the Atlantic and then peek behind the clouds and create a great orange with bluish grey clouds, with orange and yellow highlights. Each one is so unique. Except the rainy ones.
• Strength through adversity. Or is it strength from adversity? Or both?
• If I see snow this morning I’m going to cry foul. It’s still November. Update, we have sleet.
• Getting some Xmas lights hung always puts me in good spirits. I might even pull the artificial tree out and assemble that. The real one will come next weekend. Don’t you just love the smell of a real tree.