Category: Dear Diary

  • March 17, 2024

    The March Break is over. I’m not ready for it to be over.

  • March 16, 2024

    I made a cross cut sled for my table saw. I had a good reason for making it when I set out to. Now, I can’t remember what I was wanting it for.

  • March 15, 2024

    Running a business is hard and expensive. The other day, I opened a bank account for the business. Today, I applied for a credit card. Buddy asked me a lot of questions about my finances. It was only while answering them that I took notice of just how much I’ve been spending. Next, I have…

  • March 14, 2024

    Hannah joined me at the shop today so that we could cut some wood for a couple of shelves that she wants to put up in the apartment. While there, she commented that the shop was my head unfurled. She said it differently but that’s what she meant. An interesting comment, a clever insight. It…

  • March 13, 2024

    I wish that more days could be like yesterday and today, spending my time working for myself and seeing some progress.

  • March 12, 2024

    Things occur to me while I’m writing my morning pages. During the week, I’m less distracted, but also less, shall we say, creative. No, not creative, but maybe, whimsical. Given that it’s currently March Break, it’s like each day this week is a weekend day, a Saturday or a Sunday. More of a Saturday. Given…

  • March 11, 2024

    I need to start writing these posts earlier in the day because I’m getting too tired. I’ll try tomorrow.

  • March 10, 2024

    The fatigue hit me today, just as I expected.

  • March 9, 2024

    Today was a slow day, as it was intended to be. Tonight, we switch over to daylight savings time, meaning we’ll lose an hour from tomorrow. I don’t know what I might’ve done with that hour. In the fall, I’ll find out.

  • March 8, 2024

    March Break has started. I baked a carrot cake. Why is it banana bread but carrot cake? Is this the imposition of alliteration?

  • March 7, 2024

    Only one more sleep until March Break.

  • March 6, 2024

    Noises are muffled on the left side of my head. It feels like there’s cotton wool jammed into my left ear. I think I’m getting sick. With March Break only two sleeps away, my body might be preparing for the slow down. This has happened in the past, me getting sick at the beginning of…