Just what I needed

Wednesday I started writing a post and the half-finished draft is still sitting on my blogger dashboard. Thursday I worked and binged on Weeds.

Today was just what I needed for a breath of fresh air and and intake of new/different things. Draco showed up and I helped him drag Reagan to play mini-golf. After a rousing 18 holes, in which Reagan scored three hole-in-ones, including on the first and last bits of the course, I watched the pair of them play Time Crisis 3.

We made it home in time to putter around a bit before the debate. Reagan had to leave after an hour to go to work, but the rest of us watched the show. Draco and I retired upstairs and spent a couple hours flipping between punditry and Mythbusters and (later) Stargate Atlantis. Along with pizza and beer, there were inappropriate comments and acid remarks galore.

Getting out of the house was good for me. For the past couple days I've been running on the last wisps of air in my mental and creative lungs. It's felt like a singer sustaining a note for longer than is reasonable without relaxing to take in oxygen anew.

Now I am refreshed. A day with less pressure to produce, to draw, was muchly needed.

And my husband is home from work. He is more interesting than pundits and internet. Images soon, so I don't neglect posting tonight.