Life in the slow lane feels really good. There is time to think and to contemplate. That's my speed. Sometimes the mechanism for changing lanes is uncomfortable, but only briefly. One thing for sure, writing blogs has slowed way down as of yesterday.
While I was at my mother's, I was going too fast to have time to write, doing so many things I lost track of them all. For a period of time now I'll be doing fewer things. Who knows? I may just do less but write more.
The Things I Get To Do Today are learn how to do with my left hand and learn how to do with one hand--for awhile. "Shop till I drop" is not a good motto for a non-shopper. Caught my toe, took a fly, broke a bone in my wrist. Plenty of room for me in the slow lane.