You know, the kind where nothing of importance or relevance happens? Yeah, I had one of those weekends. Nothing happened.
Well, nothing happened purposely, because both my wrists have been killing me. Bad computer posture and wayyyyy too much time on the computer. I live on this damn thing 7 days a week, 12-15 hours a day. So this weekend I took off. Went to the mall with my daughter on Saturday, watched tv Saturday night. Today I spent about 8 hours in front of the television watching golf and Van Helsing (not simultaneously *g*)
It’s probably the best weekend I can remember having for a very long time. I rested, I recharged my creative batteries, and most importantly, I gave my poor wrists a break. The last thing I need is to lose the use of my hands. Right now they’re my livelihood and it’s really too scary to even think about, let alone blog about in detail.
So now that I’ve had my Seinfeld moment and talked about ‘nothing’, I’m going to bed. 🙂