For the life of me, I couldn't find an empty jar to collect my 2018 orts. This caused the usual panic, tantrum, and frantic internet search before I finally decided to combine two years, thus leaving an empty for my purposes.
Once that job was finished, my heiney hit the Happy Chair and I didn't move until it was time to hit the big girl sleigh bed.
Shameful, I know, but I just wanted to have a do-nothing Saturday. Today I'll do the laundry, I promise, but I am negotiating with myself over all of the other things on my to-do list. Nothing is critical, and I am still really truly enjoying my lights and such, so can't I leave them up just a few days more?
What's that you say?
Another do-nothing day?!
Oh...thank you, Dearies! I just knew you would give me permission to rest, relax, and enjoy!
I hereby am doing the same for you...wherever you are or whatever is on your to-do list, I think you should abandon it and join me in a do-nothing Sunday!
(Unless, of course, your to-do list has important stuff on it that would be a matter of life and death should you ignore it. In that case, I highly encourage you to carry on. The rest of us will keep your seat warm while we wait for your return.)
So I'm off to a do-nothing Sunday, armed with a cup of damn good, the paper, some stitchy goodness, and maybe a cinnamon roll or two for sustenance.