March 14, 2022 by sandwichcontrol
Is that I should actually follow my doctor’s instructions.
So I had pretty much cleared my whole schedule for Saturday for the soccer referee class.
I was gonna have to be up early and ready for 4-5 hours of learning and running.
And running and learning.
Then I had planned on being wiped out afterword.
So I scheduled a little nap and then a quiet night to recover.
Once they postponed the referee field session, the rest of my day fell apart.
I was at a total loss.
I finally gave up on trying to find something to do about 1pm.
At which point I took a hour and a half nap.
Then I felt like total shit.
But I couldn’t fall back asleep.
So I planned, shopped for, made, and ate dinner for the next four hours.
That was my Saturday.
Sunday was better.
The theme was: script.
That’s me planning out photoshoots.
I’ve got shoots planned until the end of April now.
I didn’t have anything planned for yesterday, so I got a ton of shit done.
I also spent the weekend carb loading.
Saturday I craved root vegetables.
So I roasted a big pan of gemstone potatoes, carrots, radishes, and parsnips.
Sunday I wanted biscuits.
So I made biscuits.
Today the weekend is over.
And the theme is: define.
That’s my giant dictionary that I bought for $20 at an estate sale in Maine and I had to have someone fly it home as their carry-on item because I had way too much shit to bring home.
I have to go to work now.
See ya’ tomorrow.
More soon. ~SC
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