The weekend begins with an unpleasant task, an overdue part of the regular chores.
Starting the weekend with a little upkeep, then a trip into town. Not a lot going on, and now I need to decide what to do with my night.
It was just a day. It happened. But that’s okay.
Time out, spent enjoying a hobby. Time spent, simply to create something.
Facing down the bad weather. Doable, but tough. Glad I'm back at the hab. But that's about all I can think.
Here we go, again. Time to see what surprises are in store. Time to pick up the dice and give them a shake.
There is no end to the to-do list. Life is all about upkeep, sometimes. And trying to get far enough ahead of it to make another step forward.