I’ve enjoyed some lazy days, sleeping in late and not accomplishing much. Minimal dish washing, no out-and-abouts except for grocery shopping…which I should have skipped, because I forgot a bag of groceries at the store. The pork butt roast is now in the Crock Pot; I will bake the chicken breasts on Friday.
I’ve not done a lot of cooking, this week, aside from omelets. I’ve had several salads and lots of sandwiches.
This might sound silly, because everyone makes mistakes every day, but I still have the feeling that if I make a mistake, the sky will fall. It was not that I made so many mistakes, growing up, but that I made any at all. What games! It is surprising that through it all, I managed to achieve my goals in life, which involved no more than supporting my reading habit…and keeping me and the books dry. Computers/Nook readers have made that less expensive than it used to be. And I spend more time now making up my own stories, like I did when I was a child.
When I was a child, I loved finger-painting. (*⌒▽⌒*)θ～♪