Because it helps to occasionally put my computer down if you’re going to go donate clothes at Goodwill. Or go take your rusty, trusty beater-bike on its last ride before you give it away. Or see a movie matinee. Or browse lenses at a camera shop. And because spending as much of my free time on my computer is a poor substitute for spending my work time on someone’s else computer.
My right eye is healing. Every third week of December, like clockwork, sties erupt on one lid or along a lash. They heal by the first week of January. A garden-variety heathen like me tries to give gifts year-round so as to omit fussing about Christmas/Kwanzaa/Hanukkah, and works the holidays for the explicit pleasure of smaller-than-usual papers and extra holiday pay. What else to peg it on, really?
Been eating well. Haven’t exercised as often as I’d like to. Don’t want to exercise-exercise anyway. Just hop on the bike, go along some trails, take pictures, come back. Make it more of a field trip, fodder for the brain rather than rote pumping-and-pedaling.
Oh, this account’s paid now. Call it a vote of confidence in the new management.