I love Saturday mornings. They're the one time of the week that is all mine. I can choose to lie in bed with a book and be lazy, hit the couch with some junk food and a movie, or, as is the plan on this particular Saturday morning - take care of a whole list of nagging to-do list items I wasn't able to cross off this week.
There are only nine more Saturdays left this year, including today. The last of those is Christmas. Eight more weeks until Christmas... Is it weird that this year I'm not dreading it?
Right now in this quiet, peaceful place, it's hard to dread anything.
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