I finished my returns, no pressing matters of real estate that is pressing (ignoring the impending small claims vs LeVincent Morgan, ignore the apartment just vacated that could be prep'd, ignore the small things at Grandview, ignore replacing the sump pump at South, ignore repairing the south wall on the porch, ignore, getting the car's check engine light addressed, ignore washing pony today, ignore removing the germs from the well water, ignore getting the plumbing done for the master bath floor, ignore advertising on ebay my video camera, ignore taking apart the Canon powershot with the stuck shutter, ignore returning phone calls, ignore reading Brideshead Revisited, ignore determining my next book, ignore prep'ing for Hanukah, ignore prep'ing for Wimbledon, ignore check on our investments and getting to Imod what he needs, ignore getting backup done, ignore buying a safety box, ignore finish cover support on boat, ignore putting joint compound in holes in molding in master bed, ignore prep'ing the TV table, ignore converting the Dem's website to Wordpress, ignore about enrolling in a class at WesConn, ignore about tennis in Danbury, ignore will). I feel I'm again at a cross roads even though I only accomplished (per Dad) removing leaves on the south side. Looking on Facebook at those TM contacts from St. Louis and Mosie from Cambridge and what am I doing except having a nice light time. I don't care about charity work, I care about creating something. I miss NY and my friends there. I know I'm not amounting to much except being in the present. Sad that I'll leave nothing behind except money to some cause. What? Was energized by returning phone call to Roberta about buying another property.The day went by: meditated completion by 8:30 am. 1 hr looking for rental application on an envelop. 1 hr on kayak and yoga. 1 hr eating. 1.5 hrs removing leaves on south side. 1 hr on computer to sell camcorder.