That Was the Weekend That Was
Feb. 24th, 2013 09:48 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
lauraanne_gilman For anyone who might care, the "don't bust your ass on the weekends, take some regular downtime" routine went something like this:
Saturday morning, the household didn't even start to stir until nearly 10am. Even the cats slept in (after ElderCat threw up at 4am, anyway). And then it was raining and I felt no urge or need to do...well, anything. So I sat on the sofa and rewatched both seasons of Sherlock, and knitted, and thought sort of idly about the things I needed to get done.
Knitting: the art of being productive while procrastinating.
Sunday I'd PLANNED to go downtown for brunch, but, well, that didn't happen. I did get to sleep in until 9, though! And no cats threw up (that I was aware of). A slightly less lazy day, in that I finished my MindMeld response (mainly, cutting my 1500 word response into something vaguely more on topic), and got the laundry done and read part of a Book Not Mine. I till nee to re-edit the response, though, because it still isn't quite saying what I wanted to, and it's due tomorrow, oh shit. It may end up becoming a full blog post, instead. In my copious spare time and braincells.
And then a call for dinner with my sister, in town for 24 hours, so that's what I did instead of the Oscars. :-)
OH in the House:
"...this chapter needs a better transition."
"Suddenly, a shot rang out?"
"...actually, that could work."
(some time later)
"I need an ingest / in jest pun."
"If I told you to let it pass, would you think I was kidding?"
"....marry me."
Saturday morning, the household didn't even start to stir until nearly 10am. Even the cats slept in (after ElderCat threw up at 4am, anyway). And then it was raining and I felt no urge or need to do...well, anything. So I sat on the sofa and rewatched both seasons of Sherlock, and knitted, and thought sort of idly about the things I needed to get done.
Knitting: the art of being productive while procrastinating.
Sunday I'd PLANNED to go downtown for brunch, but, well, that didn't happen. I did get to sleep in until 9, though! And no cats threw up (that I was aware of). A slightly less lazy day, in that I finished my MindMeld response (mainly, cutting my 1500 word response into something vaguely more on topic), and got the laundry done and read part of a Book Not Mine. I till nee to re-edit the response, though, because it still isn't quite saying what I wanted to, and it's due tomorrow, oh shit. It may end up becoming a full blog post, instead. In my copious spare time and braincells.
And then a call for dinner with my sister, in town for 24 hours, so that's what I did instead of the Oscars. :-)
OH in the House:
"...this chapter needs a better transition."
"Suddenly, a shot rang out?"
"...actually, that could work."
(some time later)
"I need an ingest / in jest pun."
"If I told you to let it pass, would you think I was kidding?"
"....marry me."
