I didn’t do anything this weekend and it was…blissful. I’ve been doing pretty well at making time to write and craft during the week lately so when Saturday came this week, I didn’t have this nagging feeling that I needed to “DO SOMETHING!” because I’d never get it done otherwise. Instead, on the 4th of July hubby, some friends, and I went to American Village where I got to hear Patrick Henry, “Give me liberty or give me death!” And hobnob with Ben Franklin. On Saturday and Sunday I didn’t do anything. Well, I danced! Let me repeat that. I danced. Since I lost mobility I have not been able to do that. I don’t dance in public, so don’t get excited, but since I was a kid I have danced in the living room or my bedroom. I realized at some point when I thought I was too old to do that anymore that it was exercise and that I process a lot of creative thoughts when I do it. And I’ve really been feeling the lack of it. It was so exciting to be able to do it again. And then I read a book and started another and I played a video game with hubby and we both played badminton with our friends. So even though I ‘didn’t do anything’ I was creative and now I feel rested and ready to be productive again.