Worn to a nubbin’ and it isn’t even noon. 11:58 in the morning and I have accomplished zero. Bother.
I fell down a productivity rabbit hole. Now there is an oxymoron for the modern day. Add to that a long spell looking for something, which turned out to be exactly where it was supposed to be. I’m going to need to step away from the computer relatively soon, to boot. The eye strain is already settling in. Bother.
Just not my morning.
In the Trenches: 11:58
