June the first in These titles mean nothing.

6 pm.

I’ve said before that the month is my favorite unit of time. Trust me to have a favorite unit of time. What I mean is that it’s long enough but not too long. It offers a new beginning with a promise and approximately 30 days later, it ends with forgiveness.

So today June started. I had plans for the new month. Things I wanted to do and not do. I could make a list, but I won’t. Trust that the games I play with my head and will are minor enough to be satisfying and I do them because I want to do them.

Last few months, I’ve been playing budget. I figure I have $1500 a month to spend. $600 on food, $400 on utilities (I include the daily newspaper and my public radio contribution with my lights and internet and the cursed landline - they all come out of my checking account automatically, thus saving me stamps and memory. That leaves everything else - everything else I decided to separated into two categores - necessary miscellaneous and frivolous miscelaneous. That would leave $250 for each category with flexibility. So there.

I have a photo. Nothing special. Something blooming by the driveway.

I wonder what kind of discipline I can display and indulge in whatever this unidentified endeavor is. Gimme a chance. Don’t expect too much. In fact it might be wise not to expect anything at all.