It was a very pretty autumn Saturday -- possibly the last really mild one we'll be having this year. I woke up early wanting to work. The difficulty is that there is so much to do around here that fixing on any one, two or three things is very difficult. I try very hard not to flit from task to task when surrounded by so much that needs to be done. I decided to focus my abundance of energy and tackle one corner of our utterly filthy garage. It took most of the day, but I swept, washed, and organized that one small corner. Bruce took a load of junk to the dump and I felt physically lighter after it left.
I did take breaks from the garage and did loads of laundry, pruned some bushes, picked pomegranates and even read several chapters of a book. Tomorrow we'll either go shopping, drive up to Yosemite, work on the island building project, rearrange furniture...or possibly do none of these things. I love these kinds of weekends.
I also must correct papers and get grades together for report cards, but school has been put in the back seat for a short time