No Work and All Play
Yay, it’s Friday night I’m very very tired after being fed homemade pizza and showing our Great Lakes pictures for the fourth time. The prospect of a weekend with no work involved thrills me beyond compare.
I’m going to finish my book.
I’m going to catch up on TV shows.
I’m going to start a new book.
I’m going to write some more for the nanowrimo (although I’m not sure if I will make the 50,000 words).
I’m going to sent out another mix (hopefully I will).
I’m going to sleep in.
I’m going to do nothing.
Apparently I’m also going to a jazz concert tomorrow evening and I’m going to have my old computer set up and bring it over to some friends, who – as we found out today – are in desperate need of a new one and even my old one looks like a big improvement, which – if you knew my old computer – is really tragic. At least we decided they need my computer. So, I do have plans, but little enough to make this weekend look like an endless sea of possibilities to do useless stuff to me.