Week off

In 1 hour I have 10 days off work.  The longest hour of my life (it seems).

I have plans.  Get my hair done. Visit with my cousin.  Go out with DH for a birthday lunch.  But mostly I have nothing scheduled.  It is Kinda weird!

In the past couple-few years the thought of having time off was wonderful but if I had no concrete plans I would feel anxious.  Anxious because I knew I should do something like housework, yard work, any kind of productive work.  And I balked! I didn’t want to do those things.

Now I am feeling less depressed and more like myself but I am not living at my home.  So I’m contemplating being proactive with the girl’s home.  Cleaning it room by room during this upcoming week.

Let us see what happens I guess.

55 minutes to go!