On this Sunday afternoon

Well, I have decided to try to at least post some sort of thought each day to try to get in the habit. I was never one for keeping up on a journal. I always liked the idea. I would have visions of some future decedent of mine stumbling across my journal after I had died and gaining all this wisdom that I had felt important to pass on. Sadly, most of my journals/ diaries never made it past two or three days. So I hope that I will keep this up a bit better. As to any wisdom I may pass on, if anyone stumbles across a profound thought I am glad I could help broaden your horizons. To anyone else who needs cheap entertainment, I am glad to report that this is free and that you are not wasting any money. But I do wonder who in their right mind would actually want to read this?

Well, today is one of those days were I can't decide how to spend my time. I want to do something productive, but I don't feel like doing any of the productive options that are available to me. Then I think I could scrapbook...... but I won't allow myself to do that until the rest of my space is picked up and we're back at the not doing productive stuff. I could watch a movie but, I don't feel like watching any of my movies (yes, some of you are astounded that I don't want to watch one of my movies over again for the tenth plus time). I who can watch a movie multiple times in one week don't want to watch any movie at all . I could read a book.... but, I am having the same issue as I did with the movies. So, until I figure out what to do, I will sit here writing nonsense, wait for it to start raining again, and listen to violin music on my computer and the scare guns going off in the cherry orchard down the road, all on this Sunday afternoon.