Monday, April 20, 2009
My Right Arm
I lost my Sudoku book in St. George. It would be okay if it was just a book of puzzles; but what starts out as merely a challenging activity book that takes my mind out of the world for an hour while I happily figure out solutions to problems That Can Be Solved, over many months turns into my personal history. As I figure out number answers, I'm also scrawling out life answers on the same page... Lists of things to do. Dinner menus. Potential primary teachers. Daily planner. Things to remember. Notes of things to blog about. Notes of things to journal about. People to call. Books to read. Scheduling of events for children. Somewhere in St. George my Sudoku book got lost and now my journal is in the trash. I miss it.