This photo has nothing to do with anything, I just thought the light in the hallway was nice. The photo does make me wish I had a better camera, though. Sigh.
I didn’t make a to-do list this weekend, and as a result I wound up not really doing much of anything other than some freelance work. It’s not even noon yet on Sunday, but I already feel like the day is pretty much gone—by the time I’ve made a grocery list, run errands, cooked a few pots’ worth of lunches for the week, folded laundry, etc., it’s going to be bedtime. Which just makes me want to sit on the sofa with Evan and the dogs.
Sunday always carries a sense of impending Monday-doom with it. Not that anything particularly doom-ful happens on Monday (I actually like going to work), but I hate that feeling of lost opportunities. Opportunities to accomplish stuff and sleep well and not just lie on the sofa covered in dog fur.
I should’ve made a list.