There’s only 2.5 hours left to the day, and I plan to be in bed long before then. It’d be nice if I knew what I wanted to write about.
The day didn’t hold much. A smidge late riding in, but luckily the 9:00am Monday morning huddle was delayed. Meetings, project progress, challenges, and setting up the office fish cam.
Here at homo, there is knitting to be done, there are emails to be written there are social networks that are neglected. Sadly, I don’t think I’ll get to any of them. No need for a movie, mind-numbing TV, or lamenting my lack of working out. I don’t really desire something else. Nor am I resisting or resenting what yesterday, today or tomorrow holds. I’d rather go upstairs, floss then read a bit. I wouldn’t go so far as to say I’m content; I’m just here.
Ok is ok for me. For tonight.
ETA: it was such an unremarkable Monday that I forgot to take a photo. Alas.