I had big plans for the weekend but I think I only accomplished a third of what I wanted to do. I really don't want to go to work tomorrow. I want to stay home and putter around my house, cleaning and putting things in order. Funny, six months ago I used to grouse about having to clean the house, now I just wish I had time. This is one of the things that working again has taught me. I've learned that I didn't appreciate what I had and now I want it back. I want to move all of my furniture out onto the back patio and scrub floors. I want to organize the garage. I want to make 17 trips to Goodwill and get rid of all the crud that's clogging up my life. Oh.. and sometime during the day I want to find a couple of minutes to write.
I think it's time to reevaluate my priorities.
In the meantime I guess I'll just analyze my menu choices for the week.