For reasons I don’t fully understand, I decided to accomplish absolutely nothing today.
In truth, this was not a conscious choice; it was the result of migraine hangover and a bad habit of enjoying the first day of the weekend way too much.
I managed to clean and re-ink a pen, and to pack a box and an envelope for shipment, but otherwise I did nothing else.
And I made lunch for our youngest and myself and then did dishes. Eventually.
Sundays are usually more productive, but Saturday’s have become my day to play vegetable. I didn’t even bother to schedule anything.
Sunday has been planned, though, and a with a little bit of follow through, I’ll get all of it done.