I was able to preserve eleven journals in just under 3. 5  hours this morning with only a couple of glitches in the export process, so I think working early morning (from 3 to 7 am) is the ticket to getting the rest finished in a more timely manner.

This morning’s preservation brought me to the time of De’s death and its intensely uncomfortable aftermath with Carolyn, including the challenges and the many posthumous letters I wrote to De asking for help on how to deal with her declining mental acuity and unfounded suspicions. I’m keeping that journal intact, in addition to preserving it as a PDF, because I want to read the words again and again in my original handwriting.  In retrospect, I did what I needed to do for Carolyn at all costs, including my own (temporary) mental wellbeing … and hers. It was a tough, debilitating several months, but this journal (Vol 203) carried me through it to the eventual resolution and I was able to come to feel okay about everything.

Right now, I’m on a break while my smartphone recharges. It takes a lot of juice to preserve eleven journals to PDFs!!!  It drains my phone fast!

I have close to 60 more 75-page journals to preserve. I’m down to the last two stacks, the first one of which has already been separated into 75-page sections. The two stacks are about the same height, and there are 31 journals in the stack I just separated out, so 31 + 31 = 62. THE END IS NEAR. HALLELUJAH!!!

After these handwritten journals ended, thankfully, I segued to blog posts to keep track of my doings, so they’re already preserved in cyberspace forever — or for as long as cyberspace lasts  – in blogs called AlmostFamousByDesFault (a blogspot site), Yellow Balloon Publications.com and right here at WordWhisperer.net.

The sun is coming up, so I can go turn the chickens out into their larger pen now…

Later, gator!