I always have high hopes for my weekends - an opportunity for focused, productive time. Every weekend I plan to move mountains, and this past weekend was no exception. My list included paperwork, calendar updates, taxes, taming my inbox.
Just so I wouldn't be buried by that mountain I also planned for some fun - experiment with new colors, select new booth sample, dye yarn for said sample and cast on.
It's Monday morning. The mountain is still here, but I made a dent in it. As for the fun . . . it's rolling over into today.
I think I'll leave the mountain alone and cast on instead.