I don't believe it...

I just realized that apart from one errand I'm going to run with a friend Saturday morning, I have the whole entire weekend to myself. That hasn't happened to me since... *checks agenda* July, or thereabouts.

Yeesh.

I'm going to take this as a sign. Once my errand on Saturday is done, I am going to stay home all weekend long and catch up on the quiet stuff that I haven't had a chance to get to for ages, if ever.

I need to put the garden to bed for the winter, finish putting together my shelves, and set up my new office space in the basement. Oh, and I need to do some cooking. November is right around the corner, and I'm going to need to make sure I have plenty of food to see me through the month.

I am also going to go to bed at a decent hour, watch some TV, and generally enjoy my alone time with the cats.

The Purpose-Driven Life

Okay, inquiring minds want to know. Inspired by a post by bodhifox, I have been thinking about what my role is in life, what my "title" would be. I can't think of one for myself. I am not Writer or Artist or Engineer or Mother or anything like that. I've never asked anyone else who or what they think I am (I think I'm a little afraid of what they might answer).

What about y'all?

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It's not a record, but it's early

It's snowing.