I have so many things to do today, and I mean to do them all. Last night I came home to a package from nervousness.org exchanger Halcion. When I ran my ad offering my book of bad chess poems in return for something "absurdly fun", she rose to the offer, and sent me a yarn ball with little fabricated legs, eyes and a mouth--sort of an energized tribble, with limbs and panache. I think nervousness exchanges work best when one puts the fewest constraints on the exchanger. It's too bad the nervousness site is down this morning. Someone sent me a question on that site asking if I would want to exchange anything else for one of my poems. I wrote an appropriately responsive and open post, but I might as well have just written back "will write for kind wishes".
I want to get both work and hobby things done this weekend. I want to hike in open fields. I want to sleep untroubled slumbers. I want to finish off every book I have in my possession now. I want it all, and I am resolved not to be disappointed if I fail to achieve any of it.