I have three days free of babysitting and I thought I would
be productive during this time, both with writing and with organizing, cleaning
the various neglected areas of my home, the basement where we wrapped Christmas
presents and left the boxes, bags, wrapping paper and whatnot, the guest
bedroom where the grandkids, in their enthusiasm for creative expression,
covered the room in what appears to an explosion of craft supplies, drawings
and toys, and my office, where papers and folders and catalogues have come to
rest in growing piles of precarious mounds.
Unfortunately or maybe it is fortuitous I came down with a
head cold over the weekend and find myself with very little energy or desire to
do much other than read, sleep and play video games. Perhaps it is time to take
a break from the treadmill of responsibilities and obligations, to take a page
from my dogs’ playbook of life and spend the day napping, going for walks in
the fresh air and enjoying a treat or two. Sounds like a good plan for today
and a good plan to get over this cold as quickly as possible. Tomorrow? Well, I
will see what the morning brings; after all I want to make sure I am healthy when
I next care for my grandchild.
