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Things are harder in the summer, somehow. Going to work, making time for family, getting things done.. I've lost steam over the last month. I suppose the heat doesn't make it any easier, or the sun or the prospect of sandy beaches and oceans and argh, I'm not going to get into the whole Myrtle Beach thing again. I have been neglecting the productivity lately, though, and I wish that I could stop. I used to be getting something crossed off that famous to-do list every day, but I haven't even looked at the thing in a week. I'm plodding through M's book (which is good, actually, but editing requires a lot of brain power for me, hence the plodding and procrastination) and am totally on schedule for my July 31 goal. Actually, I'm down to a required average of four pages per day instead of five. I'd like to get them done so I can stop worrying about it. My Swedish practice has fallen by the wayside, though, and I have not yet met my Mosaic Minds deadline, and oh yeah! New issue again in twelve days or so. Eeek.

(The truth, in the interest of full disclosure, is that it's not about summer. It's about my re-found addiction to the Sims. I have got to stop spending my evenings playing computer games.)

And to top it all off, I'm not getting enough sleep, either. I kept thinking that I was going to go to bed earlier tonight, but given my proximity to normal bedtime and the things I have not done yet, I'm guessing it's not going to happen. One of these days.