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Diary of a glorious day off (Writing or blabbering?)

For me, Tuesday is a day off from work. It’s part of my weekend. I work on what other people consider to be a weekend and my weekend is on Tuesdays and Wednesdays.

Last night before heading to Dreamland I proclaimed to the Universe that I intended to have a truly wonderful day off today — just in case the Universe might consider helping out.

Normally I spend the bulk of my Tuesdays writing. I would spend the bulk of every day writing if I didn’t have a job. But alas, the roof over my head is not free. So I try to squeeze as much writing into my Tuesdays and Wednesdays as I can.

But I decided that on this particular Tuesday, which I intended to be special, that I would NOT write. Instead I would blabber. I would take a one-day vacation from serious writing and I would just blabber. Blabbering is a lot like talking to a friend. Precious little time is spent thinking about writing or what you are saying. You just spew out whatever comes out.

It was not until one o’clock in the afternoon that I finally sat down at my desk to begin blabbering. I got a late start. Anyway, that is when I got the idea to write a diary of my day off. A diary encompassing only one day? A diary of one day’s worth of…