Lately, I haven't really felt like I have had a day off. It seems that there is always something going on: parents in town, loads of laundry to do, waiting for workmen to arrive in apartment, researching work stuff (albeit sideline work), cleaning the house, finishing up projects. It's been one continuous energy output. And what happens when you don't take time off? Your body breaks down. Hence this cough I am having a hard time getting rid off. So, I start a vegan cleanse today.

Mike asked me what I wanted to do this Saturday. I said, "Absolutely nothing." Okay. Maybe go see Spiderman 3. But really, nothing. Today is my first day of my "weekend". I have a dental cleaning in about an hour and a half. After that, I think I will head to the gym for some weight training and cardio. Then, I think I want a new pair of shoes. NO. I am getting a new pair of shoes. I just got my tax refund and I am treating myself to something pretty.

I wonder if the fact that I feel like I need an entire day of doing nothing to recover is a function of me getting older? And as I age, will I continue to need more down time to recover for my work week? Old friends just emailed me asking me to go to the Pier Dance for Pride. I said yes. I think I will start resting now. I remember when we used to go out every night of Pride weekend. My back hurts just thinking about it. I would need an entire week of doing nothing to recover if I did that. That actually sounds good though.

I guess it does not help that work is not the most "comfortable" place right now. I am trying to get through this rough patch. I will. It just sucks. But I have the next two days to really do nothing. Which I will. Later.  ¶ 9:30 AM