I usually work on Saturdays. Today I have the day off work. It's like I'm playing hooky. I'm not sure what to do. There are so many options. Should I sew? Or shop? Or doing chorey stuff like clean? Ugh...no to that!
But just for the record, I do want to say that I am thankful for this day and all its possibilities. I feel a little guilty that I don't approach each day with this same kind of enthusiasm. Let's face it - work days just don't hold the same promise and options. There's a different kind of thankful for those days.
Today I just might work a little bit on this baby -