If I don't have time (or energy, or focus, or inspiration) to draw my inchie at the end of the day, I will jot notes on my desk "blotter" so I don't forget my blessings.
When five or six days go by and I'm still just making notes (which is what happened last week), I start to get really nervous.
In the last four days I have drawn eleven inchies.
I don't know how it happened, but I have an extra inchie.
And dang if I don't absolutely love it and wish I could invent another week day just so I could use it!
I think it actually belonged to February 28, but neither the Prince nor I can remember.
I drew the coin I found on the first walk we took together this spring.
It will go so nicely in my collection of rescued money.
But I guess the inchie will have to go in my collection of inchies that didn't make the cut.
Yep, there is one.