The calendar for this week looks fairly blank.
Which should feel sort of relaxing, right? It kind of does...but my brain is having trouble with this concept.
With the exception of me: so much "nothing" to do seems to leave everyone with so much to do.
I have chauffeured Nathan and a friend to the golf course and home from the golf course around 7 times in 3 days.
We have made impromptu trips to the pool twice.
Grocery store: twice
Drug store: not yet, but soon.
My mind seems to have too much time to hang out, because I feel like I should be "doing something"
"on our way" somewhere
or "writing" something.
Just going with the flow of summer.
Weird and totally foreign.