It's an ongoing dilemma on Saturdays—should I get stuff done, or just relax? Today I went for a six-mile run, made Rob some freshly squeezed o.j. in the hopes that he'd feel better (no luck), did ALL the laundry, cleaned out my storage room clothes, made bread, went to Costco (again for Rob, who wanted Chicken Noodle Soup), and cleaned the kitchen about five times. Looking at this picture of Joey, I'm thinking I made the wrong decision. :)
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Wow, and I thought I had gotten a lot done, but apparently not in comparison. The problem (as always) is that it's hard to enjoy being lazy with all of that stuff waiting to be done.
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