I took today off. Amiee at work put the bug in my ear on Monday that I should take today off. The weather was going to be bad and it's the beginning of a three day weekend. Why not make it a four day weekend? So I hemmed and hawed about it for a couple of days and then I found out that the majority of the office was taking today off, so I caved into peer pressure and did it. I never take days off. I think I have somewhere in the neighborhood of 8 or 9 weeks of time on my time card at work.
Today is not turning out to be restful, but that's by design. The more I get done today, the less I have to do over the actual weekend. So I got up at my regular time this morning, drove Ken into work, went to the mall and did laps with the blue hairs for an hour, went to the vet to get Lucy's food (prescription diet for my special needs baby), did my banking, went to the odd lot store the next town over (they had jigsaw puzzles there over Christmas and I bought one. Just finished it and wanted another. The selection was almost wiped out, but I found one!), went grocery shopping, started the laundry (about to start load #3) and have been working on uploading more cds (I'm half way through "O"). It's now about quarter after 1 and I feel very accomplished, but there's still lots more to do. I'm just not sure where exactly to start.