Miserable Weekend Ahead

I think I mentioned my freelance project? The one that allowed me to feel all right about splurging on our awesome glider? Well. It's due on Monday, and I've really barely started. I've procrastinated away the last three (almost four) weeks, as per my usual crappy work habits, and now I'm paying for it. I actually took a vacation day from my full-time job to allow me time to work on the freelance stuff today. So stupid. I'm really kicking myself. I haven't felt this way since, oh, about June. I am vividly reminded why I quit my old job in the first place.

So I'm spending this weekend more or less chained to my desk, except for a few hours tomorrow, when Keith and I go downtown for a nice dinner to take advantage of the biannual restaurant promo event the city puts on — three-course meals at a selection of restaurants for a fixed price.

And this blog post is really yet another manifestation of my rampant procrastination. Wasting time right down to the wire. Go, me!