I spent this afternoon at a wedding reception. Since I didn’t know how long it would last or if people would want to do anything afterwards, I left myself the rest of the day free.

 A free Saturday.

 There was a mountain of temptation to sneak off to Six Flaggs or Cherokee Park, but instead I decided it was high time to get my office unpacked. I end up writing from my comfy living room chair most of the time. Sometimes, if I want to avoid interruption, it’s good to have a closeable door.

I’ve cleaned the living room of crap, repaired the broken drawer on my desk, and unpacked another dozen boxes I’d allowed myself to work around for the last few months. It’s good to have a functional office again. Heck, if you ignore the carpets this place feels downright presentable right now.

Maybe I should experiment with more of this “unscheduled” time.