So my work schedule these days goes something like this: Monday, forever to forever; Tuesday, forever to forever; Wednesday, forever to forever, plus 5 hours at the other job; Thursday… Well, you get the point. It’s a lot of forever.
So when Saturday rolls around, it’s kind of amazing. I don’t have the whole day off — I work at night — but it’s the first chance I get all week to relax and decompress. Sundays are usually filled with running errands and seeing family or friends, so Saturdays usually find me curled up on my couch with SVU, a book, and my cat. Maybe some Kashi. This morning, I made corn muffins and drank milk. I’m still in my PJ’s. I’ve got a blanket wrapped around my shoulders. Let’s talk about how badly I DON’T feel.
No, but that’s not entirely accurate, because I sort of do feel badly. I mean, the sun is shining! The weather is warm(ish), and I live in a totally walkable neighborhood. I should be getting up, taking a shower and then walking to get myself a fabulous cup of tea. And now that I’ve developed this plan, you know what I’m going to do? Continue sitting right here.
It’s just cold outside, and I AM SO THRILLED THAT IT’S SATURDAY. Sure, I’ll have to get a move on soon, shower and whatnot, but for now? It’s back to Percy Jackson and cuddling up with the handsome little boy… Who gave me a fabulous show of Refrigerator Acrobatics the other night…

Jasper in: "Refrigerator Acrobatics, Vol. I"

Vol. II... AKA: "Look at ALL OF MY TOES."
Happy weekend, all!




