Winding Down. Or Up?

I never know what to say about how I feel on Thursday evenings.  I don’t know if I’m winding down after three straight days off work, or winding up to work for two straight days.  I guess it always depends on how the week went.

This afternoon was actually warm enough to go to the park and play for an hour.  Michaela and a friend wanted to just get outside and run, I think.  It was fun watching them on the swings and, believe me, these two always have plenty of ideas going on in their minds about adventures and what not, so I doubt they were just swinging without there being some fantastic imagined  scenario clouding the swingset.

I sat on a bench, reading mesmerized by the most current issue of Victoria magazine.  (Hey, I noticed on their website that they are offering a trial issue right now.)  I could sit and look at the pictures in this issue over and over and over again.  I know, ’cause that’s what I’ve been doing.  On the way out the door to the park, I reached for a magazine.  I almost grabbed something I hadn’t looked at recently, and then I said, “Nah, I’ll just look at that Victoria again.”  I had prepared a thermos of piping hot Guayaki Mate Chocolatte tea and I was wrapped in a warm shawl, so I was fine on that park bench for an hour.  Yes indeed.

Once I got home, I fixed a quick supper — breakfast casserole with venison sausage, some black-eyed peas that had been simmering all afternoon, and a big pot of noodles with cheese.  It was one of those thrown-together meals that turned out yummy after all.  Then I worked on some pins and a couple of other new things for my Etsy shop, which I am having way too much fun with, by the way.

Well, I better wrap things up and go to bed.  I better wind down.  Or I better wind up.  Whichever thing it is that I’m trying to do.

I probably won’t post in the morning, as I’ll be at my desk all day, then tomorrow night is karate night, so Fridays are crazy busy, but I’m thankful to be able to enjoy a crazy-busy day.