…to be cramming in Things We Planned To Do Before The Term Starts.
Some of these things are my personal deadlines, the projects that I set out at the beginning of the summer. In which case I plan to keep my writing practice as equally urgent-important. Why should my lollygagging mean I reshuffle my priorities?
But many of these things are between B & me, and require plain old raw time. Two TV series, an expiring movie pass, a pair of jeans or two will take the time that they take, and they do not rejigger well.
In fact, this is some of where I’ve ‘been’ at the tail of last week and start of this: times where I thought I might write became overlaid with time I opted for B’s “didn’t you say we were going to…?”