I'm thankful for uber-relaxation
Man, there's nothing like Thanksgiving at the Thompson's house. It' been a couple years since my schedule was such that I could come down here, and I'd almost forgotten. I for one think that everyone should spend the majority of at least one holiday weekend with a fat old cat warming their lap while they write or knit or read or whatever, so long as it isn't work/school related and doesn't require that they get up from the couch. Granted, I did get over 3,000 words done for NaNoWriMo, but I think the most physically taxing thing I've done all day is take Gracie the dog for a quick walk around the neighborhood.
Tomorrow morning, I might be super-motivated and actually go for a run before I proceed to stuff myself silly on food that other people are bringing so that I (okay and the Thompsons, too) don't have to cook. But I might opt for a couple hours of sleep, instead, as this option is open to me for once. Life is rough.
Happy Thanksgiving, guys.
Tomorrow morning, I might be super-motivated and actually go for a run before I proceed to stuff myself silly on food that other people are bringing so that I (okay and the Thompsons, too) don't have to cook. But I might opt for a couple hours of sleep, instead, as this option is open to me for once. Life is rough.
Happy Thanksgiving, guys.