Sunday Satisfaction

Huh. What an unusual feeling. It's not-too-late o'clock on a Sunday evening, and I'm sitting here comfortably on the couch in my clean (well, picked up anyway) living room with a heating pad draped over my shoulders. I've got a couple of candles burning, my own choice of favorite music playing on the stereo (Ani Difranco at the moment), and most importantly, a nice warm feeling of general accomplishment. I've cleaned up the house quite a bit, run the dishwasher, done loads of laundry, gone grocery shopping, put away the Halloween decorations, emptied the cat box, fed the kid (we ate crab tonight, at his request...I'm still shaking my head in wonder over that one) gone through the bedtime routine and generally gotten everything in order so that I can hunker down and be single working parent for this whole next week while Josh is gone in Calgary (again...sheesh).

Of course there are a few things I hoped I'd get done that I didn't (processing digipix from Disneyland, making a mix CD, going back to the paint-your-own ceramics store to finish up a few more gifts, getting some more writing done--though I did get some done this morning before Josh left, so I have to give myself at least a little credit, even if I did fritter away much of my BIC writing time having satisfying philosophical convo with Rebecca while we were at the Applebox), but overall, I think I've hit a good balance today. I really think it makes a huge difference to start the week out in a relatively "ready" state, as opposed to lurching into Monday already behind with chores piled up and overwhelm threatening to send me skidding across the pavement with a bad case of road rash with the smallest of mis-steps. Now if I can just actually get to sleep on time, and actually get a good night's sleep...who knows what kind of incredible feats of derring do I might accomplish at both work and the rest of my life tomorrow?