Sunday, February 21, 2010


The house was cleaned fairly recently.
I'm done editing Karl's book.
I'm going to Woodmans tomorrow, so there was no sense in grocery shopping on Saturday.
More than a week ago, I finished studying the book about a social-skills curriculum.

I went to bed on Friday night not knowing what I was going to do when I woke up on Saturday. Freaky.

I didn't do anything on Saturday. I rested. I got up late. I watched some tv. I tortured Andrew worked on manipulating exponents with Andrew. The kids and I read a little from our history book. I didn't cook; we ordered pizza. I washed only two loads of laundry. I sat with my legs up for much of the day.

I cannot remember the last time I rested like this. It certainly hasn't been since we moved. And I honestly can't remember how long it was before this that I did nothing.

It was a very weird day.

1 comment:

  1. It's soooo hard to rest, but I'm glad you got a chance to do it all the same.