Now What?

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Today is the first day in over a month that I've gone in to work at a clinic, come home, and been done.

Not 'come home, change bags, and go out on a hospice call.'
Not 'come home, change clothes, and go out to circus class.'
Not 'come home, open my work laptop, and spend an hour and a half doing hospice paperwork.'
Not 'come home, make dinner for six, and play hostess.'
Not 'come home, turn around, and go out to a meeting.'

Just... come home. That's it. No more work, no more errands, nowhere else to go.

I made dinner (frittata with chorizo and potatoes), and I have a pan of maple apple bars in the oven. I worked out. I actually had a chance to look over the list of games for Intercon, and sign up on my own instead of handing my password over to my taller half and asking him to pick something for me.

And now.... what do I do? It's pushing 9pm. I'm tired, but not ready to sleep. It's still early. I've done all the things. I've answered all the email I can muster the energy to answer. I suppose I ought to wash dishes or finish unpacking from last week's conference or something like that, but I'm out of energy. And at the same time, sitting still when I'm not so exhausted I'm at the point of collapse feels foreign and awkward.

I have time to read. Or watch Channel Zero and get some work done on my latest crochet project while I'm still awake enough to follow the plot and my grip isn't too fried to hold the hook. Hell, I might even get more than six hours of sleep tonight.

Luxury....

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