||[Jan. 13th, 2007|08:24 pm]
Well, that was not the Saturday I expected. The Saturday I expected was a day of quilting.
Had Book Group here last night, which was a lot of fun. Everyone left at about 1am, and picked up and did the dishes, then checked my email, meaning it was about 2:30 when I finally got in bed. I turned off the alarm clocks, but woke up just before 9 anyway. Got up and checked email, talked with Ferrett on the phone, frittered around a bit, and decided to lay down and read something light and fluffy, so I chose Laurel K. Hamilton's "The Laughing Corpse," the second book in the Anita Blake series (yes,it's junk, but sometimes you want junk). I read for about half an hour, then fell asleep until almost noon. Got up, did a little writing, a little more frittering, fell back to sleep for another half hour. Got up, worked out, took a bath (and read in the tub, always the best), then fell asleep from about 4:30 until 8:15.
Maybe I've been going at life a wee bit too hard, what with having just been sick and all....