I spent the weekend relaxing, pretty much. And if you believe in yin/yang retribution for goofing off, then I paid for it.
Saturday, I puttered around the house, then enjoyed the company of my friends at Guy’s Night Out, where we watched Logan’s Run (a film I still love) and Sahara (which is a perfect guy’s movie). Great fun. Collapsed into bed at 1:00 A.M.
Then, Sunday, I slept in, went to church, had my parents over, then pulled my hair out as I tried to get some stuff for work, um, working. Pardon the horrible grammar.
Bedtime? 2:00 A.M. And I had to post the results of my labors at work Monday morning, so I simply had to get to work on time. I managed to drag myself into work at 9:00 A.M. and post the files, to discover that the day-long conference call I was supposed to be on started at 8:00 A.M. Oops. So I pressed a phone receiver to my ear for the next eight hours.
But…you know what? I discharged my duties with honor. I was able to drive home at 5:00, grab some plants and groceries on the way, dig in the plants, pan-fry a tilapia filet, do two loads of laundry, watch more Gun Frontier, wash the dishes, and write three pages of script for my current comic project, Grave Thoughts.
And, soon, I’ll go to bed. Tired but content. And it will have been a good day.