Now that itís Monday I can fully regret how I wasted the two beautiful spring days we had (at long last) this weekend. I think weíve moved from spring directly into summer, though, because today was typical of what we get after two nearly perfect days. It was overcast all morning and hazy and cool the rest of the day. This is the blessing and the curse of living in the North Bay. We have the best weather, and then the natural air conditioning from the coast keeps us from getting too used to it (or too roasted by it, in the hotter months).
On a normal Monday (or any other weekday), my day is divided into two parts: before I go to the post office and run errands, and after. In the morning I get little done, and after I get home it takes me some time to get started. Thatís how I end up working until well after dark so many nights during a typical week. Today, with no reason to leave the house, I slept later (oooh! nice!), got started on actual work earlier, and still managed to have some extra time to read (Iím currently midway through the latest Lynley mystery, This Body of Death, by Elizabeth George).
In other words, this holiday schedule provides me with the opportunity for a better work day than normal. Plus, Iím more relaxed and feel better about the world in general. If we could have more holidays, Iíd be a happier person. Iím just saying.