I woke up this morning with grand visions of productivity—I was going to do sprints, I was going to clean my kitchen, which was in a state, I was going to actually exercise. Instead I stared at the blinking cursor for hours and then gave up, choosing instead to do some editing work and then watching half a season of Ted Lasso.
Best laid plans
You wrote a newsletter. That counts. At least that’s what I’m telling myself. 😁