So what did I do this weekend, you asked? (Ok, you didn't ask, but someone somewhere might have asked me this so let's just go with it, shall we? K.)
I did pretty much nothing.
I don't know. People kept suggesting it's the last sunny weekend we'll get (even with Extendo-Summer)(trademarked) but Jason was away for work and I feel like I was still recovering (and why does it matter if Jason was away for work? I don't know, because if he hadn't been we probably would have done something or at least hung out or maybe gone to the beach for a couple of hours, I don't know) from being away and I just didn't want to do anything.
And then I lost a filling.
Not that that has anything to do with anything either, but somehow it made me feel like I should... not eat. No, that's not true (man I'm on bouncy brain today, aren't I?) but anyway, I lost a filling (Pretty sure I crunched it out eating popcorn kernels, but I LIKE THEM!) and didn't notice until Friday evening, or only noticed Friday evening and so that was weird...
And I just didn't want to do anything.
I felt like I should go to the gym.
I napped instead.
I watched shows.
I... tried not to let myself get spinny crazy in the head too much.
I had amazing naps. Both just about an hour long.
I forgot to do things that didn't really matter.
I half-assed-ly vacuumed. I went for a walk with a friend and heard his latest love life story. I went for another walk with other friends and caught them up on Burning Man and told them they should both come next year. (She might.)
I emailed friends I made at Burning Man. I sent them photos I'd taken.
I... lay on my couch a lot.
I didn't do much at all.
And I think that's ok.
I think things might get a little nutty around here soon and I might wish for days like this weekend. Sunny, lazy, I don't have to do anything at all if I don't want to days.
We should all have more of those.