Chillin'

This past weekend, I was afforded the ultra rare luxury of having a huge block of time to myself, where I could simply relax and chill.

"G.B., how did you manage to accomplish that?"

It was unbelievably easy.

First, on Friday, I worked my short day (4 1/2 hours), which was made incredibly long due to having no computer to work with. Having no computer to work with (actually, a key software component was down due to open enrollment), so I had to stretch one hour's worth of work into 4 1/2. When I got released for the day, the weather had finally turned seasonably warm, which in turn allowed me finally whip out my world (in)famous shorts so I could scare everyone with pasty white legs.

Saturday, everyone went camping for the day (which includes daughter who came back from DC field trip early Saturday morning), which blessedly left me to my own devices. I ran my morning errands and once I got back from lunch, dug out my implements of (self)destruction for spending the afternoon chillin'.

1} video camera for taking pictures of the surrounding area.
2} pen & paper for things such as this post.
3} business cards (hey, ya never know).
4} soda.
5} munchie.
6} book.

You'll notice that I listed "book", which is a bio of Robert DeNiro, last. This is directly due to the fact that I actually wanted to get some writing done, whether for the blog or novella it didn't matter which, as opposed to getting a ton of reading done.

So I planted my buttocks in a chair under the crab apple tree, and read a chapter of the book. I also took about a dozen pics, listened to the symphony from the mountain that was accompanied by the warm spring breeze swirling around the neighborhood, listened to the wind chimes and marveled once again how truly insulated the neighborhood is from the hustle & bustle of the town.

Just had a group of teenagers walk by, of which one was wearing a horse's head.

After reading and letting the doggies back into the house, I commenced to writing, specifically, the small attainable goal for the day, which is writing a couple of blog posts that pertained to the late spring weather that Connecticut finally gets in early May.

And maybe, just maybe, allow the brain to soak up the beauty that is Cedar Mountain, thus jump starting the spark in my muse, which in turn allows me to ramble on without a care in the world and yet, narrowly focus on the task at hand.

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