Finally...

Three-day weekend. NOTHING on my "I gotta go to..." list for today. I didn't even go to the local comeoffmeshop. Could have, but that would have required that I leave the house, and get out of the car. I'm in yoga pants, my worst sweatshirt, tennis sox, and Birkenstocks. Not that I'm looking for a(nother) man or a(nother) job, but I just didn't feel like running into any of the thong-moms as they head to or from church.

The goal of today was to reclaim my desk. SCORE!!! I can see that the top of it is white (though it does need to be vacuumed/dusted), and I have my laptop on it. Got my iPod docking station/speakers nearby, and have been listening to my tunes all afternoon. Wheeeee!!!

I have a P.I.L.E. of clothes to iron, and I have football registrations to put in sleeves and start making player cards. I'm NOT going to let that task go to the last minute like last year. Nosireee.

I think I'll run the vacuum cleaner. Family is whatching t.v., but so what? Run it now, then I can putter around quietly tomorrow morning.

I don't think I've been home for this many consecutive hours in months.

Life is good.