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Part B - Here At Last!

It was a long time coming. I had to make a second trip to Social Security offices to make sure that I received it.

I really don't know how it happened that the application slipped through the cracks. I do credit the time and attention that the employee of that office dedicated to un-earthing the problem, and correcting it.

The Moral of the Story?

Follow-up on EVERYTHING. Don't assume that the paperwork will go through.

It also took considerable time for my SC retirement purchase of time to get moving forward. Full Disclosure: a good portion of that was MY fault. The process is so time-consuming, and filled with paper going back and forth, that I threw up my hands several times, and resolved to deal with it at a later time.

That delay cost me money. I'm going to be MUCH more diligent in the future on follow-up.

Part of my time this summer, and into the fall, will be to automate paperwork, organize our stuff and get rid of clutter, and take care of business that had become an ignored mess.

It will take time - about 2-4 hours a day, I estimate. I'm trying to schedule the work, and space it out, lest I become burned out, and give up.

At the same time, I'm pushing ahead with my writing. One big barrier to my novel's revision is just what I'm doing now - working on blogging, instead.

In this blog, there is a purpose - I'm working to monetize it, so I can generate some ongoing income from it.

The other blog is strictly for my own personal gratification. Well, and to keep myself from driving everyone else crazy with my rants.

Other time-wasters?

  • Spider Solitaire - surprisingly addictive
  • Reading - mostly murder mysteries and suspense
  • Getting caught up in Internet reading - nothing with a purpose, generally, just following interesting links
  • Watching re-runs
  • Day-dreaming
What's YOUR favorite time-killer?

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