The Shape of Days

I had a weird weekend. Last weekend I was a very busy guy. Lots of chores, lots to do. I had to iron everything I owned, among other things.

But this weekend? Not so much. I had precisely zero chores to do. So I just sorta sat around.

Strangely I’m more tired tonight than I was last Sunday night.

Went to a housewarming party last night, one hundred thousand miles away in the distant and uncharted reaches of Maryland. Had a good time. Met some neat people. One of whom knows a guy who’s trying to rent out a condo someplace in Southeast. She called him right there, from the party, on her phone. It was neat.

Wow. This was the worst blog entry ever. And that’s going by my standards, which are much lower.

• The long weekend
• After the gold rush
• PSA