Lazy Hazy Crazy Days of Summer......

Emphasis on lazy.

Because they canceled my mother-in-law's doctor's appointment today, that meant we did NOT have to go to/near Atlanta for the fourth day in a row. (To be fair, though, I didn't take her on Tuesday to her regular doctor. Her own daughter deigned to do that one.)

I felt like I had been given a gift. and I'm not complaining about having to take her to her appointments. She's unable to get around on her own, someone has to do it, and I'm the person who is least likely to make her nervous. (She may be saying the opposite to other members of the family, because that's what old people do, but whatever.) I also had a doctor's appointment for myself sandwiched in there.

I got up at 6:30 this morning, and we immediately started watching golf. I know a lot of people can't stand to watch golf on television, but I love it. I especially love the British Open, not only because it comes on at 4:30 AM, but because it involves links play, with those huge pot bunkers and usually horrible weather conditions that make you wonder why the golfers subject themselves to such torture.

When Hubby left to go play golf himself, I was sitting in my recliner, iPad in hand and remote control nearby. When he returned from playing golf, I was sitting in my recliner, iPad in hand and remote control nearby. I did make up the bed today, and I washed the few dishes that were in the sink, but other than those two tiny activities, I didn't do anything useful all day.

I justified it to myself, saying I had earned a day to myself.

It was overcast all day, and I could have gone for a bike ride at any time and not suffered, not just early this morning as usual in these hot days of summer. I didn't.

I could have done some limited housework, at least during commercial breaks from the golf tournament. i didn't.

I could have gone to the grocery store and marked that chore off my weekend to-do list. I didn't.

And I feel yucky. I feel as though I wasted a perfectly good day. I tell myself on one hand that I didn't NEGLECT anything that absolutely HAD to be done, and I deserve a day off every now and then. But because of my upbringing, I guess, I feel guilty about such a lazy day.

Sigh. I can't even take a day off and enjoy it.

There's no way I'll be bored in retirement. I'll beat myself up if I have even occasional days of inactivity, so there won't be time to be bored.

I guess I should be thankful for the guilt.

Lazy (Sort of) Day........

I didn't do anything at all today.

I take that back. I did some things, they just weren't very productive.

I take that back. They were sort of productive.

Hubby went to play golf early, and I fully intended to take a bike ride while it was still cool. It looked a little like rain, though, and by the time I was convinced it wouldn't rain after all, it was too hot.

So I played Mario.

But I also crocheted some Christmas ornaments to put in the "store" at the family reunion this weekend.

I folded a load of laundry. (Does it count if it was still in the dryer because I forgot to fold it yesterday?)

I played some more Mario.

I watched the Braves game. I love it when they play in the afternoon.

I wrote a Get Well card to the paralyzed cyclist on BRAG who fell out of his van and broke both legs.

I went to my mother-in-law's house because she sort of fell .... in a sitting position, which is why I say "sort of" .... in her laundry room, and I helped her up.

I reinstalled the printer driver for our network printer and am now able to print from the laptop again. I nearly broke my arm off patting myself on the back.

I gave myself permission not to exercise, but that makes two days this week. That means I have to take my bike to the family reunion this weekend. That is a benefit on many, many levels.

What I did NOT do was change clothes or shower all day. That's where I'm headed now. Promise.