Tomorrow my semester starts, and I'm doing last minute work on the last of my syllabi. Then, I have to prepare classes, including both the fun stuff and the bureaucratic stuff.
It'll be weed whacking day (not weed smoking day ;) ). Gotta get the front yard spiffy.
Laundry
And hopefully a lot of guitar.
By the way, this was my coffee routine while I was in Paris this summer. I'd take my manuscript and go to a cafe early to work on it. Yes, I know it's very Hemingway, but there is something about Paris that makes it conducive to writing. You linger at the cafes and can stay there for two hours easily--couple of cups of fresh espresso / steamed milk.
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