Quietly Dragging my Feet

Either of those days work for me. Lunch would be good too, lots of spots nearby. And then yes, we can dive into my archives. Sorry if I seem to be making a big deal about all this, but I guess it is a big deal. It seems like a mountain of stuff to go through and deal with. And that is just the physical part. Then there is the will thing and all it’s language. And I suppose in the back of my brain is the nagging thought that I am letting it all go. It’s funny, it is easy for me to let g

o of money or furniture or cameras, but it is harder than I thought to let go of my work. I suppose I will get over it, but perhaps it is the main reason I have been quietly dragging my feet.