Then we had plans to visit my uncle in the hospital. That took about four hours out of our day. The drive up, visiting, and the drive home. Luckily the visit went very well and my uncle should be coming home within the next day or two. He had us all quite nervous there yesterday, but within a few short hours he did a 180 and was on the road to wellness. I should say he's as well as a diabetic on dialysis three times a week can be.
Yet, despite the basketball obligation and the hospital visit, I've felt strangely adrift. I'm not accustomed to having all this free time on my hands! Weekends are normally set aside for scholarly articles and paper writing. Without school deadlines looming, I'm wandering aimlessly around the house.
When Ken turned on the football game(s) I really felt antsy. Lately, television has been a comfortable way to waste the hours. Sure, I could have watched something on the TV in our bedroom, but that didn't sound like fun. Instead, I retreated to my basement craft room.
Before you mistakenly believe I became productive, in reality I managed to avoid crafting anything and instead managed to waste several hours on Facebook, Walgreens photo website, and Goodreads. I may have sorted a few printed photos into their respective storage units, but I didn't scrapbook anything. The one page I thought I might be able to finish before bedtime didn't happen - the prints from my HP photo printer here at the house didn't have the right color cast. (I probably need to replace the ink cartridges.)
Wait! I did manage to finish one short story in Sherlock Holmes: The Complete Novel and Stories, Volume II. That counts for something, right?