No Rest

The weekend is upon me, and my ever-present list of things to do is gnawing at the back of my mind.  I admit I like it that way - I always have way more that I want to do than I have time to do it.  In some ways it is a great personality feature of mine, and yet in other ways it is perhaps my greatest failing.  But it's me.

However, sometimes it all catches up, and I just feel tired.  Just damn, damn tired.

So with the new weekend staring at me, I thought about taking a day off - no work, no travel, no anything I "gotta do."  And that got me thinking about the last time I did that.

And I can't remember it.

Oh, don't get me wrong, I've enjoyed recent leisure time with family and friends over the past couple of months.  Time that was not interrupted too much by work issues.  But that was time on the road where there are still things that come up that you "gotta do."  What I can't remember is a weekend day at home where I had nothing I felt I had to do.  Where I could lounge, nap, and do absolutely nothing.

Judging by the to-do list and the nagging going on in my head, it's not going to happen this weekend.  But I'm hopeful that it will happen before too long.

In the meantime, I gotta get to work...