The person I was supposed to have coffee with just called to reschedule – which means I have absolutely zero on my agenda for today.
Damn, what an utterly luxurious prospect. I’ve got “You Kill Me” from Netflix and “Junebug” from the library; I’ve got a huge stack of books to choose my next read from; I’ve got knitting needles and yarn and a directions for a scarf, for my latest crafty endeavor; I’ve got two kittens to play with; I’ve got a fresh pineapple to snack on.
And, yeah, I have a few chores to do, a bathroom to clean, some bills to pay, a couple of emails to write – but that’s why they put two days in every weekend.
Is there anything more delightful than amusing yourself at home on a miserable day?
I’m the same way. The husband is writing up our new D&D campaign, so I’ve got that to look forward to later. I’m going to the store, but only so I can make delicious beef vegetable soup, and get pumpkins for carving.
I’ve got knitting and wirework downstairs, new netflix dvds, D&D, of course, and the internet.
There’s fresh coffee made, it’s 40 degrees and overcast and I’m free for the weekend.
I’m at work all day. I work on the periodicals floor of a college library. So basically I just sit here all. damn. day. 9-5. With maybe one hour’s worth of work. And I can’t sleep or wear headphones. If I got paid more I wouldn’t complain because it is so easy, but the boredom drives me mad. I’d much rather be sleeping, wake up leisurely and go shopping with mom or something. And the weird thing is, there aren’t any damn BOOKS in this library. Least not any I want to read (mostly scholarly books) and all the ‘good’ books that I want to read get stolen and never replaced. It’s very depressing.
But one of my cousins is 16 today so after work I have a party - beer, margaritas, food and family - to look forward to.
It’s rained the last three days (which is great- we’re in the middle of a drought and the three inches we had helped a bit) so I got a bit of housework done. A friend is coming over in a bit and we’re going to go shopping, make spaghetti and watch TV (I’ve got a bunch of shows that she hasn’t seen on my DVR and racks of DVDs to choose from).
A rainy Saturday can be blissful. There’s no guilt for not going outside and gardening or exercising, and it’s the perfect weather to make a pot of tea and put some music on, and putter and read and putter around some more until one feels like reading. Ah… Even the puttering can be pleasant.
We’ve got a perfect, clear, crisp, cold, bright October day, which means I will feel compelled to go outside and find the dog and myself some fallen leaves to scuff through, and then eat apples.
However, that too has its pleasures. Also, my husband works Saturdays, so it’s my “alone time” day, which I treasure. I like me some alone time.
And also, that gorgeous pinky full moon from last night, which had me mesmerised as it rose, was still hanging around this morning in the other half of the sky. I love full moons in October.