It’s a holiday weekend around these parts and I just spent the morning at the first summer farmers’ market with the Magpie and a good friend. Mr.Q has taken over parenting duties for a few hours under the premise that I am now working on photographs on the desktop, downstairs. I am, of course, blogging on the laptop, upstairs.
I could be vacuuming. I could be putting in a load (or six) of laundry. I could be looking further into out planned Monday road trip to some old train tunnels. I could at least be cleaning up from lunch.
That only works if I bother to go in and update my blog or flickr or goodreads… hey, like now! How productive of me.