Wednesday

Once upon a time, in a place not so far away, a man was on vacation in his own home. This is Wednesday of a Thursday to Monday plus a week vacation. His time off is just a bit past one half gone. Most of the obligations are done. Nothing is coming up for New Years. That is a good thing. All he wants is to sleep though the puring rain and listen to his book reader read to him some mindless book. The whole time, he daydreams about a world where he does not have to go back to work next week, yet can pay the bills and be a good contributer to society.

It is important for him to think of himself as a contributer. He knows so many who are. They are better somehow than people who take and take without ever giving back. You are not supposed to think that any one is better than any one else these days, but the truth exists and tels the opposite.

The house is a wreck. There are any number of chores he could perform to make the house more bearable. Funny how they just don't get done. Regardless of the health of everyone in the house, things just don't get done. This makes them lazy and a bit less deserving of good things. This is his own opinion. He would shout it loud and proud from the roof if he didn't think it would make his life miserable. Still, he is a lazy man who has some priorities out of whack.

He woke up this morning to his wife knocking on his door and demanding he help her hand a box to a woman at the front door. They have been boxing small bits of things up in boxes and giving these things away. FreeCycle is a wonderful therapy for those who are hoarders. He got up, put on some pants and handed over the box. The woman was obviously a Muslim and was probably offended by his lack of shirt. He expected to walk the box to someone's car in the rain. No point in getting a shirt wet for that. It felt good to purge some of the old. More needed to happen.

He ate lunch of left over cold pizza. A couple hours later, he ate more of the same pizza. He read several blogs and news stories. His wife was tied up pounding away on social media sites. The most he had done recently is remove a bunch of connections that he didn't really care to follow. Some family and several commercial links hit the cutting room floor. The knife sliced a bit deep. He needed up mending some of those links later. Still, a purge needed to happen on this front too.

That was pretty much all that was going on. This was not the most interesting day in his life. It was one of The more relaxing.