Another Week

There goes another week. Or, should I say, another month.

I get quiet and distant when things are busy or not going right, so there hasn't been much that I've wanted to talk about. There are a lot of things that I've been wanting to do at home, but most of my time has been spent running errands, going to appointments and working. And to think that I don't even have children...yeeesh.

I did manage to make a list and cross a few things off. But it's all just life stuff, not fun stuff.

Things should be better in about 20 days. That's when I have a day off. I'll probably just spend that whole day playing catch up but for now I will just look forward to it. I'm hoping to finish a few projects before then so I have something to blog about, though.

I have a really hard time deciding what to do with the free time that I find when I'm working a lot. Part of me wants to do things. But then the other part of me knows that if I do things, I won't be able to rest for a long time. And when I don't rest, things are not good.

So this evening, after work, I sat on the couch, then took a nap, and then sat on the couch again. Sometimes I'm okay with that. But now that it's 9:20 PM and time for bed, I'm sort of regretting it. Should have varnished the shelves. Could have washed the mountain of dishes. Would have taken a walk if Joe was up for it. The list goes on.

But it's Labor Day and since I've only had Labor Day off once in my life, I will just be okay with sitting around after work.