I finally have some (moderately) outdoorsy pictures for you. I got outside, got my annual park permit… and got in a few miles. Ordinarily, I might hop over the border to go to parks in the neighboring states (beautiful, wooded, hilly states), but… Pandemic. So, I got an annual park permit for my home state.
Bullet journal or not, I’ve always had problems with the shift in schedule between the days I work, and the days I don’t. Now that I can’t go out on weekends or after work, it’s even worse. Yup. There’s something about looking at a clock that says “ass crack of dawn” and actually getting up