Inbox cleaning is really a project made for long sprints of focused time. I probably cleared 200+ emails today, but got most of the 200 today – hence the apparent lack of visible progress. I did reply to every email that’s come in before I left for Thanksgiving vacation, and get below 150 emails (my two goals on that for the night). So that’s good.
I did not write my book chapter proposal. I am a bad panda. I will write it while waiting in the doctor’s office tomorrow morning. I’m also horribly behind on everything else; what doesn’t get done tomorrow is going to be marked wontfix; I will allow myself one “later.” There. That clears up Friday for a hacking day for me.
I am a leaf on the wind. Watch how I soar. Through class-5 hurricanes. For certain values of “soar” to be defined at a later date as “the way I am currently tumbling through space.”