The Progress

I'm afraid progress isn't working out with my writing these days. I feel like I'm in the grip of some thought that says it isn't a good time to write. I have been writing other things - blogs, mostly. And I've been trying to look for a job where I could earn extra income. I'm not yet giving up on the sideline jobs that I have for Norwex and Mary Kay. If you are in any interest of these products, you can send me a message.

Now that I'm awake fully (it takes a whole morning to make me feel civilized) I am thinking that the day looks good outside. I feel a certain draft coming through the window where I'm sitting.

I wanted to borrow some books from the library but I got sidelined because I realized that I have some fees that they have fined me with. I borrowed several magazines and to my mind I returned them all. But that is not a problem. I'll send them the money so that I don't get into their black books, as they used to say in Regency England.

One day I'll visit England. I was always an Anglophile and loved English things, people, books and authors. I collected several books by my Favorite English authors. And I had a large Encyclopedia Brittanica that I liked to pore over whenever I had a question. Now it looks as though the Google app is the place to ask questions about things.

I might just make Encylcopedia Brittanica the Go To place for me online. Just for old times' sake.