Days like today feel odd -- in a couple of ways. The meetings are fine. I get to where I need to be and participate fully in whatever it is that's under consideration. But, the rest of the day tends to be a loss. The scattered down time slips away. I don't really get into anything substantial between meetings or events. I wonder if I don't think there's enough time. Or, if I'm not actually interested in whatever's next on the list.
The other way days like today feel odd is this: for some reason it seems amazing to me that I find myself in two such different places. It feels like I've lived two different days, a Columbia day and an Edgefield day. Do I deep down think I need only accomplish one thing day? Oh, who knows.
I did manage between things to clean out the book bag I had with me over the weekend and my handbag. That is progress, right?