As much as I'd like to spend each and every day playing--in the Sweat Shop, spending time with friends, dreaming creative dreams--every now and then reality slips into my world and I force myself to do the things that need to be done. Like house work.
And that's what I spent most of my Saturday doing. Sure, I thought about doing it one evening last week so I didn't have to give up a weekend day . . . but I didn't. I put it off. Until today.
But now it's done, so I think I deserve a little treat. This is what I think I'll do--
Right after I put on my comfy jammies, grab a good book, and climb into a newly made, soft bed. Yum!