Today has just been a joy, I must say.  Yes, I woke up and my Ph is still the same (as is the weight, dammit), but when I wake up on a Monday and there is NO ALARM, and I can put on SWEATS and NEVER LEAVE THE HOUSE… well, all is right in the world.

What I do on a weekday off is pretend like I don’t work at all, and this is just a regular day for me.  Yes, I have to work tomorrow, but for today I was just some random stay at home mom hanging out doing everyday things.  I made dinner for tonight, and tomorrow, too!  I hung with the kids, I made popcorn, I cleaned, I did laundry.  Things I honestly might complain about, normally, but which take on a certain charm when I get to do them leisurely on an extra day off.  If I was home all the time, I would probably learn to complain about them again, no worries.  I’m not THAT abnormal.

Right now is the best time of my day, I have to admit.  My boy is downstairs in the basement hanging out with a couple of chicks from school.  He taught one how to play bass, and now they’re practicing and writing songs, and forming A BAND.  Of course this is all cute and cool and fun and fantastic and wonderful all wrapped into one for me, but I’m sure the fact that I have even acknowledged it would be a horrific nightmare for him if it ever got out.  Man, it’s taken all my willpower not to ask to take a picture of them!  Anyhow, my girl CC and I have a couple of times stopped and said to each other “Hey, that sounds pretty good!” and he’s beaming from ear to ear every time he pokes his head back upstairs, and having a great time.  All of his lessons and practice are paying off.  I can’t wait to hear what they decide to name their band, and I am inspired to really put some effort into getting the basement put together (finished) so that my freshly minted teen has a cool (laid back, safe, trouble-free, close!) place to hang out with his friends.  Because it’s always great when home is the best place to be.