Um...
The remaining hours of my work week just seem to expand in front of me.
I don't have a lot going on this weekend. I don't have an endless rundown of plans or a road trip to anticipate. In fact, I have exactly one pre-planned thing going on.
One.
Next week looks alarmingly quiet as well; half of our department will be gone and there are no major events here.
I'm not sure I know what to do with myself. Catch up on sleep, perhaps. Clean my house. Watch a couple movies. Enjoy the weather, assuming it gets nicer after all.
What a weird problem.
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