This has been the most unproductive Saturday that I can remember, at least since I became a responsible adult.
And it's been wonderful.
We did go to the Farmers' Market this morning. Then Baby Girl swooped in for a surprise visit to take me out to lunch in honor of my retirement. This is the first time we've actually been together since Christmas, and it was lovely, even though it was a flying trip.
After she left, I finished the last chapter in one book and read the first chapter in another. I've talked to The Big Kid, making plans for a visit to see him and The Flash.
And I finally put a few stitches into the last Roundel.
I believe I'm going to work on this a little while longer. Or maybe I'll stay up half the night and finish it.
Or maybe not. No plans, no goals, no schedule. I do like this.