Wild and Crazy Weekend...

As previously posted, Saturday I spent working, sunning, and being moderately social.  And then I hibernated. Part of me was sad not to be out and about on a Saturday night as well (I'd declined a party). The other part - hip-deep in maps, motel recommendations, and Other Trip-Planning Accoutrements - was kinda glad to be home, feet up, a glass of my house whiskey at my elbow and cats asleep at my hip...

Yeah, I'm a hobbit. Your point?

Sunday I....slept in (after a brief wake-up to feed and stick the cats) until noon. At that point, my plan to haul the bike out of the storage room and give it a tune-up fell prey to utter slothfulness. My total accomplishment today was getting the actual physical in-box/to-file box down to zero.

Actually, that's a pretty damn good accomplishment.

(I hate filing. I've always, since I was a wee baby editorial assistant, hated filing. I don't even get a feeling of satisfaction from having filed. I just hates it.)

I probably should go eat something now, though.