Unplugged…that has been the state of my computer today and I must say it was blissfully liberating.  It wasn’t like it was an act of curiosity or defiance on my part – the unplugging that is.  It was a necessity for painting that’s all.  And oddly over the length of the day I became increasingly happy that I was unplugged…but that happiness could perhaps be attributed to the paint fumes. 

Today I took an entire day and painted, rearranged, etc. and did absolutely nothing for work – nothing…not a call, not an email, not a grade entered.  I must confess, I liked it and I did not even feel one little bit guilty (again that may have been the paint fumes). 

I think I am beginning to really envy those folks who are done with work when they leave their jobs on Friday and don’t do anything else work-related until they return on Monday.  I really cannot remember what that is like.  I think that is not a good sign.  I think I may try something revolutionary for the next few weekends.  I think I will take one full day off each weekend and do no work. 

I am not sure what I will do with those free days.  I surmise I could do more painting…I am a happy painter.  It is amazing what a new coat of paint can do for a room – its like a new haircut and highlights – it brings with it a whole new attitude. 

I painted the bulk of the family room today.  It has been white since we moved here.  I painted the other two levels before we even moved into the house, but when it came to the lower level I had run out of steam and white seemed good enough.  Alas, I was Jones’n for change and seeing as my hair had already been cut and highlighted I chose a new paint color.  Nothing too racy, merely a warm, cozy beige.  I find it tremendously restful and restful is a frame of mind I want to be in more often.

I was unplugged and life as I know it did not stop…who would have thunk?  I think it is time now to read a regular book for pleasure in my big comfy chair surrounded by my warm, cozy beige walls. Isn’t it interesting that even though I was unplugged my batteries were recharged…a nice way to spend a Sunday.

Day one hundred and thirty-three of the new forty – obla di obla da

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