A few years ago a designated area to paint and write was a goal that has had much arranging, little staying. Speed up to a month ago when a big sorting began, the desk/art/craft table bolts* are nowhere to be found. Life. Thus, until they are found for the table to be set up, the area can't be organized.
Projects don't need a table. They need attention. Old stories must be read, edited, and finished. The first one these hands pick up is from 2004! Twelve years ago half the narrative is written to the point where the good stuff starts. There have been two reading and edits since 2004. The one before June 2016 is July 2015. Good to know I haven't forgotten something; and the dream doesn't fade. The plan continues as I move my low energy self away from blogging to other rewarding endeavors.
*I found the table bolts in a plastic bag in the pantry.