I’m so tired all the time now that I’m tempted to just write “sleep” here and call it good enough. But it’s not! Because then I would wake up on Monday, refreshed and pissed off at missing what’s promising to be a glorious weekend with clear skies and temperatures in the mid-70s.

So, while it can be on the list, it can’t make up the entirety of it.

I already started the weekend by finishing my book at the park, getting pizza for supper, and buying cat food.

Here’s what I’m thinking:

• Get out early and see if the local bank will give me quarters (I don’t have an account with them), or if I have to keep begging farmers for them at the market. Stupid coin shortage! I want to be able to wash and dry towels (15 quarters) without having to think about it.
• Pull all the denuded tomato vines out of the garden. I’m tempted to leave those with flowers on them for another week or two, but that’s probably silly… I will leave the pepper plants, because I think I left tiny peppers behind. I may also dig up my potatoes, but maybe I’ll let those go another week, too.
• Go for two Coffeeneuring bike rides.
• Chat with friends on a video call.
• Attend a concert in the park.
• Find and deposit the four checks I have in the Burrow. (“Find” makes it sound like I don’t absolutely know where they are; three are in the pile of papers next to me here and one is on the table because I was using it as a bookmark in the house.) Also, pay bills.
• Turn the heel of my sock.
• Finish cleaning up the kitchen.
• Buy myself flowers.
• Make a quiche and roast some vegetables for later in the week’s suppers, so I don’t have another burnt lentil mush at midnight incident.
• Read another book.
• Sleep. (See? Still on the list.)

What are you hoping to get to this weekend?