Excuse for a day of rest.

Sometimes the best plans don't come to fruition. Like today for example. My big plan? Well, to help stack firewood on the deck, clean up outside for the winter (that is supposed to show itself tomorrow), start the Halloween decorating and of course cook an amazing dinner. My, my how life tends to take you in a different direction then you desire. So my fabulous plan for the day ended up laying with me on the recliner. Instead of productivity, I stayed in my pj's, drank Gatorade, blew my nose and reclined all day. Yup, you guessed it, I received a gift courtesy of some unknown individual with bad, bad germs. And like a good girl, I gladly accepted, unbeknownst to my conscience self. Seriously, who has time for this kind of junk? Apparently I do and I am using it for my excuse for a day of rest.