Well this weekend was an interesting one. Saturday morning, rather than just sit around the house like I have been doing (yeah I know… 😛 ) I had a burst of creativity and acted upon it. In doing so I actually came very close to compleeting a longstanding project taht I’ve really been feeling guilty about. If all goes well, it should be ready to go by Friday. I also did a little work on a more recent project I should have spent the weekend on, but when the creative side hits on something I am not about to wrestle it away. If I had forced myself both projects would have suffered greatly and theres no point in that.
Sunday brought Mothers Day, and all sorts of drama, and emotions. I took my mother nd aunt out for lunch to the little local greasy spoon my mother likes. She reall wanted to go to the movies, but I’m a terrible son and didn’t take her. I just cannot bring myself to go see United Flight 93… I couldn’t have watched it before the recent events and I know now would be worse. So after the fun at lunch, and a subsequent breakdown at home I got in the car and went for a drive. At some point I ended up hopping from Target to Target in search pants… Why pants? Well why not pants? After I found a pair I thoguht I could live with I continued to drive. I finally woke up from the funk sorta when I realized I was in St. Charles. At that point I called Karl and Gabbi and took them out for dinner.