Well, it wasn't as bad as I thought that it might be.  I was able to keep myself pretty busy, and maybe medium productive.  The thing about the day though was that it was a transition day.  Mail was slow after a holiday as usual.  I have learned that a long weekend doesn't end with 3 days worth of mail.  Everybody takes the sames days off and so there is no build up effect, just a one day regular mail day.  And the same thing goes for the court and other sources of papers.  No holiday build up, just a one day whatever.  I was pleased that today was a one day better then usual but nothing more.  So tomorrow looks promising, but I need more days to make my week.  We'll see how that goes.  Some things were down, some were up so there you are: an ordinary day, still waiting for the extraordinary.

 

Sheila is still feeling the warm and fuzzy heart over the work that the kids did yesterday.  I'm am still feeling my sunburn and sore muscles from the small amount of work that I did.  But I admit the warm-fuzzy part too.  I thought I  might sleep in or lounge around more, but that doesn't fit me well anymore.  Pity!  But I like myself better the way that I am now, rather than the way that I have been in times past.  And when I am reflective and  honest there was sure a lot that I can find about me then that wasn't very nice.  But the test isn't over yet and I am getting better at this living thing.