I wake up, glance at the SOL (Slice of Life) entries at TWT (Two Writing Teachers) for inspiration, begin wondering about the east coast blizzard, and head downstairs to put some clothes in the dryer. I notice a newsletter that I promised myself I'd address and mail yesterday. The cat claims my attention, so I feed her and return to address the newsletters. One printed out perfectly, but the other eight had weird formatting issues. I decide to open the original email to see if I can get correct versions to print. When I open my email, I decide to follow my son's advice to read, file, or delete each of today's emails. (He helped me clean up my inbox last summer, but was appalled at Christmas that I hadn't followed his advice.) I read today's poem from Writer's Almanac, decide it's a keeper, and send it to my poems file. I read Anna's Aim Higher post, comment, and send the link to some of my former colleagues. Then I decide to write my post for SOL. Now it's time for breakfast and some serious self-reflection about how easily I can get distracted. Oh wait, before I do that, I really need to get those newsletters printed out correctly and addressed. Maybe my OLW (One Little Word) for 2015 should have been FOCUS!