I drive 16 miles to pick up Joey and take him to school. I do this every school day. Sometimes, I’m runnin’ late but I make sure get him there by 8am.
And since, on most days, I’m the guy who also picks him up when his day of study is done, I choose to save gas and stay in town rather than drive home.
I go to the mornin’ meeting and I catch up on social media.
I go to clubs and restaurants to collect monies owed for my musical services.
I followup on gig leads and potential jobs.
I wonder when I’m ever gonna mow the lawn, trim the hedges or clean the house.
I pay bills.
I fret over finances.
Then it’s time for lunch.
3 or 4 more hours to go.
This is the time I should write that book, those stories, poems, songs but, instead, I take an e-mail survey that promises points for gifts and “money.” So far, after spendin’ more than 2 hours every day for 12 days answering questions about my personal preferences, opinions and tastes, I’ve accumulated approximately 21 points and have been entered into 2 or 3 drawings for “big bucks and prizes.”
I used to think that I’d stop wastin’ time one day but I guess one day’s not today.
Oh, well, it’s almost time for Eddie to call and bust my chops about my attitude.
I think today I’ll just agree with him, keeping all opinions to myself and the surveys thus far completed.