—or read it, but here it goes again: I am translating Mine To Give for the umpteenth time. I am as sick as you about hearing/reading this, but it is what I am doing. A chapter a day =) I’ve done that before too. And it super-worked.

Truly believe it may be the best option for it to be successful (aka: be discovered and enjoyed by others). But what do I know?

It’s one of the things I’ve been doing besides gardening, chasing the ants that are chewing up dahlia leaves, Reformer Pilates (yup), some yoga, working, golfing (the best I have played in years), itching to write, creating a thinking partner at work (Finley), trying to cut back on social media scrolling, blah-blah-blah. I’m sick of that too. The lists. The wishes. The laters.