I spent most of the day getting stuff done around here, even though I swore to myself that I was going to take it easy. What got me started was the need for clean clothes. That started, I figured I'd sit back, relax, possibly pop in a DVD or three and just chill.
Yeah, right.
I got as far as cuing up the flick, when I looked over and spotted a hole in the wall that I needed to patch and that I'd put off for far too long. So, while the movie was playing, I played Mr. Fix-it and patched the hole.
Okay, that didn't take too long. Let me finish this movie. Yeah, right. The washing machine just buzzed and I found myself taking the next load down. Twenty minutes later, I was back in front of the TV. Fifteen minutes later, my brother showed up with his kids, so I went downstairs and socialized for a few, then beat a hasty retreat and let the folks entertain them.
The movie ended and I found myself folding and putting away the first load of laundry when I was asked if I was going to paint the bathroom today. I thought about it for a bit and then trundled across the hall to start my next project.
Two and a half hours later, the bathroom was a nice shade of seafoam blue/green. In between breaks, I folded the last load of laundry and put it away. That all done, I cleaned up the painting stuff and stopped briefly to jot down my thoughts here.
Now it's off to do a little light reading and then to bed. Maybe I might even stay up to watch some Adult Swim.
Tomorrow, it's back to the grind.