Truth Be Told. . .

. . ., I should probably excuse myself from today's question:

What do you do on your days off?

Since I don't have a job, every day is a day off, really.

It's kind of funny --- my therapist once asked me, "When you were working, what did you envision as a perfect day, or weekend, off?"  My answer was, "Nothing at all to do except read, knit, and sleep, whenever and for however long I wanted.  Near a beach."

Turns out that when that's what you do EVERY day, it's not nearly as fun as it sounded.  Maybe the beach thing is what I need to pull it all together.

Hmmmmm.