Yesterday, while technically counting as part of my unexpected four day weekend, was spent journeying into Seattle to pick up my stuff from the toy store, say goodbye to three of my co-workers (I'll miss working with you!), and have a tasty lunch with the spousal unit.
By the time I was back on the island, the walk up Parking Lot Hill just about did me in (unusual) and I retaliated with a mid-afternoon nap.

Today has been a slackitudinal compilation of sleeping late, kitchen tidying, LJ surfing, and comic reading, with a high expectation of yard work for this afternoon.

And perhaps a tour of art galleries this evening, as it's my first time on-island during First Friday in almost a year.