I don’t know where to begin for this post today. I had plans. I always have plans – including plans that involve no plans.
I didn’t get my mountain of work completed early enough to have an early start to my long weekend yesterday. In fact I ended up working into the evening, too. I didn’t even get everything that I needed to get done, done. But I logged a lot of hours this week, and at some point you have to decide when to log off for the day/the week and get some rest.
I ended up staying up way too late. Which has been an obnoxious recurring theme lately. The whole summer, especially, has seen me stay up way too late. On the weekends, primarily, which then sees me try to catch up on my sleep during the day. But also the week nights. Sometimes those then make for very interesting work days.
I didn’t get a whole heck of a lot of sleep. Then I got up and did some busy work of nothing significant. And then went back to sleep – it amounted to a wee nap. But then I spent the next several hours chilling in bed.
You see, the weather has finally returned to something tolerable. I can leave our top floor windows open 24/7, and except for when people mow their lawns or our neighbours are smoking the plants they’re growing in their basements, it’s a stream of cool and fresh air. Sometimes it’ll be raining, like it was when I woke up on Thursday.
Since it’s a long weekend and we don’t actually have any plans, I had the pleasure of lounging in bed and enjoying the cooler weather. That ended up eating a good chunk of the afternoon.
There’s always tomorrow – you know, the one we’re never guaranteed.