I had vague plans to be all productive and stuff - hitting the gym, sewing, maybe trying to take the car in to the shop.
None of these things happened.
Instead, I slept in until nearly 11, wandered around until Liz and I (she's home sick today) went out for lunch.
Since returning from lunch I have... still done nothing. I had thought about at least doing laundry. Nope.
Apparently I was overdue for a day of doing nothing at all.
