Ahhh….

I have four days off. two of them are almost gone; perhaps we’ll watch a movie tonight (my choice - Mike wanted to run down to the casino and win money for a fishing boat. or a big yacht. But I was too tired, sorry dearest) and then go to bed. I keep reminding myself that on a normal weekend I’d be going to work tomorrow. For some reason i’ve been having some anxiety about making sure I get the most out of my four days off; it’s almost easier to have the same amount of time off all the time because then I know how much relaxing, fun, and productive work around the house I can get done in two days. It’s harder a bit to have twice that because I then think that I can get twice as much relaxing, fun, and productive stuff done.

I am going to stop over analyzing now. I had a splendid last two days. Tomorrow morning I get to wake up and go “ahhh, weekend number two.” Who knows what they will bring. Or how much money we’ll win at the casino. Or how much weight I’ll gain from overeating and underexercising. the most I’ll plan is that I think I might spend some time by the lake, floating and napping. And eating ice cream. and thinking not at all about work and time and multitasking.

Although floating and napping would be a good one.