I didn't get to baking yesterday. I didn't get around to putting any Christmas stuff up. I tried to make myself feel bad about it but it turned out I didn't do that either.
I did go out and run. I can only say it totaled two miles. I got a phone call from Sonny just as I was hitting my one mile mark. I had to walk while I answered the phone so I probably walked a half mile and ran one and a half. Still.
I turned on the TV at the end of a design competition show. It is one where people already established in other careers are paired with a clothes designer to work on a clothing line. An architect was given advice to, stop being an architect and be a designer. He felt like they were telling him to stop being a short guy and be a tall guy. I thought it was pretty good advice either way. I thought if I wanted to be a designer I would need to think like a designer but draw on my experiences. Besides, everyone knows I'm a short guy that acts tall all the time. The architect was eliminated.
Oh, Hershey gave me a look.
I found a site to help with writing. It wanted me to register right away. It had strong wording how it was better to do that right up front. I took my time and read through as much information as they had available without signing up. It turns out they had a section that pretty much described my concept of "shorts". It described the idea of coming up with a topic, keeping it 400-600 words, and adding a picture. I thought, wow, I did that on my own. I didn't register.
Well, glad I got all that out.
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