Creating my future, one miracle at a time

I have judged myself as a journal keeper, and found myself lacking.  Of course, there's something freeing in knowing that one doesn't have to attain certain standards all the time.

So, admitting that I can't even keep up with Facebook, For God's Sake, much less a real journal, where people expect me to actually be literate, I'm admitting to stealing a recent FB posting for here.  It's my "Plans" for the weekend.  I'm hoping that said plans are loose enough even to go unnoticed by TPTB, while still allowing me to "get something done."

This is my hope. To wander aimlessly from "thing that needs to be done" to "pile that needs to be sorted" to "hopeless mess that needs to be thrown out" to "other thing that needs to be done," and back and forth thus so, calmly and quietly making progress without any of the efficiency gremlins noticing.