Ever since I quit my full-time job to pursue blogging and freelance writing, I’ve been very good about working full days. To be quite honest, I’ve worked far more than 8 hours a day many, many times, but I’m doing something I love, so it often doesn’t feel like work. Well, the techy side of blogging, correspondence and many freelance assignments feel like work, but it’s all in the name of the game.
Today, however, I gave myself a day off from everything except my daily blog posts.
If you worked from home, could you work with billions of boxes surrounding you?
I felt like the boxes in our house were screaming “unpack meeee!”
I’m pretty sure Sadie was saying the same thing.
Locate her Chuck-It, I did. Once I uncovered the Chuck-It, I played with Sadie in our new ginormous backyard for about 20 minutes. I must say it is awfully nice to be able to throw a ball for Sadie in my own backyard without having to drive a good five to 10 minutes to a dog park.
Ten points for Ocala!
Though I did want to spend time unpacking, I also gave myself the day off because our internet is not working just yet. I find it quite humorous that I am publishing this blog post in a Burger King parking lot. They have free wi-fi! Who knew!?
I feel really good about the progress I made on the unpacking front this morning…
(Hooray for no more heinous anus cabinets!)
I’m kind of obsessed with the Ball jars in the above picture. My mom and I bought them a couple of weeks ago when I filled a few with granola to send to some fundraiser winners. I used the remaining jars to store grains, lentils and some veggie soup mix. I think they add a little pizazz to our kitchen!
After unpacking 10 boxes of stuff (yes, I counted), I took a break for lunch.
I made myself a chopped salad with tomatoes, sweet corn, romaine lettuce, carrots and rotisserie chicken leftover from yesterday’s floor picnic.
Topped with some kind of Newman’s Own dressing… I think a ginger/Asian flavor? Like I said, I’m in the Burger King parking lot, so I can’t double check, but trust me when I say it was delicious.
Someone was quite intrigued by the smell of chicken.
You know I gave her some scraps. I’m such a sucker.
And now I gotta hurry home. The internet guy is due at our place between 3 and 5 p.m. and I don’t want to miss him!