One of Those Weekends

I've started out new posts a few times this week.

One was on parental rules and regulations. Not being a parent, I found myself sliding down a crevice into a dark and unpleasant place I decided not to go.

Then I started another entry on how we take our loved ones for granted. However, the soap box started getting a little high, and a little shaky, and rather than preaching, I decided to climb down and let it go. Quietly.

Then I was going to do a blog about our pets - but since I don't have pictures of all of them I decided to wait, because with the pets, you really have to see them. And I started thinking about our departed pets, which made me a little sad; and who wants THAT? Nobody.

So, this blog entry is about pretty much - nothing.

I worked this weekend. You may or may not know I work with the public at a large library. Libraries are not quiet. If you have ever been at a library in the middle of back-to-back toddler storytimes, or after a junior high assigned reading group discussion, you may have noticed the noise level. While perhaps not quite as loud as being at a concert by one of my favorite bands, Metallica, it can reach a truly mind-bending level of cacophony.

Most librarians are not so old, and some of them are even quite cute, young and perky. Computers have weeded out most of the old ones. However, not all of them.

Usually when I work the weekend I'm totally beat afterward, and today is no exception.

T.S. accomplished the only thing I asked him to do - finish his room so we can get the elliptical trainer out of the living room. Yay.

So, a blog entry about nothing. Perhaps tomorrow I will be inspired. Today; it's jammy time.