Realized I Am Doing Stuff Every Day (Just About)

I am working the Golden Gophers Game, well, this/Saturday afternoon, and I am supposed to come in way earlier than I think I should.  That makes me think I am actually doing a job contrary to the one I was initially asked to do.  Oh, well, although my alma mater is playing late in the evening.  I thought I would have plenty of time to get to that Game after leaving the one I worked.  But if I am going to be worked over like a mule, there's a chance I'll have to miss it.

And then, while I was out last/Saturday night, my cousin texted me saying that his mother (my aunt) wants to visit my other aunt as she's doing rehab.  I was the one who thought it would be a good idea to see her now that she's rebuilding her strength, but then I totally forgot I did when I got so bummed out when he said he wanted to see her.  It's probably for the best, but I had plans to, well, do nothing.

And nothing is not what I will be doing for some time.  I work, of course.  Next weekend I have to take my parents to the airport and work the Vikings.  The weekend after that I have to go into work to cover for someone and work that Week's Vikings Game.  In the following weekend, I have that huge annual Arrows watch/dinner with my friends.  I have nothing to do the day after, but knowing my luck that's when a blizzard will hit and I will be busy plowing and shoveling.

Now, yes, there is Thanksgiving this week.  Also, I think it's a relative slow day if all I do is go to and come from work.  But dammit, I just want to ... not do anything for one day.  No work, no chores, and even no pleasure.  And that won't be happening for some time.