It rained pretty much all day Saturday. The C Train was once again not running on the UWS and I had places to go and people to see. Naturally. I overdid the fun things on Saturday (I rode the subway like a bajillion times) and went all the way to Bed-Stuy, Brooklyn and stayed out too late.
And on Sunday, a beautiful fall day, I found myself unable to get out of bed. When I did finally move over to my loveseat, I watched TWO HOURS OF MENS GYMNASTICS. That’s how miserable I felt.
I’ve already accomplished some tasks on this Monday morning (while listening to Taylor Swift) and I gather the Cardinals won last night (I can’t watch, too much angst). And thus, I’m off to face another week.