This weekend, with the exception of working for few hours in the morning on Saturday and doing a show on Sunday, I spent all my weekend time asleep or watching football (occasionally I slept and watched football at the same time). I ate some bad-for-me foods (with a few carrots and strawberries thrown in for good measure). I spent time with some of my favorite people. I cheered and booed but mostly laughed. I sat on four different couches in three different apartments wearing the colors of two different teams. I reveled in the fact that while there was work to be done, it could be done later, or tomorrow or some day. I could not even pretend that I was worried about the fact that my house is a mess and I have no clean clothes.
I enjoyed my weekend and my football (despite a less than perfect ending to one game...)
and it. was. glorious.