Darn, I dunno what to do with a three-day weekend when I'm not allowed to write, and my sweetie may be in California all day Saturday.
Crank up the music he hates really really loud and dance around the house? Take the dogs to the dog park? Go up to the mountain and go hiking?
I seem to have completely lost the art of knowing what to do with free time. Man.
Darn novels. Eat your life.