I suppose that’s a good thing as it means no drama. Actually, today being a holiday, and with it raining, I am actually free to read. Funny isn’t though, that if you have no alarm to wake you up, no pressing reason to actually leave the bed (other than inevitable hunger) and no where particularly to go, that we still have to bargain with ourselves that it is OK to just lay there. OK to not get dressed. OK to just pick up your reading material and fall into it as long as you want. I’ve had to bargain with myself “Ok, get one load of laundry started & vacuum & then you can read.” We are so programmed especially if at home to be doing “something” productive. Crazy.