A day of "rest"
Okay. So I did not work out on the elliptical machine today. I did get the tree taken care of and vacuumed up the mess; took down, washed, and put back up the living room curtains as long as the path was clear (which involved some up-down on the ladder and clenching of certain muscles while wrangling with curtains and rods while perched atop said ladder, etc.); rearranged the furniture a bit; and dusted.
I also helped Alison with her business plan -- a trimmed version that will be entered in a contest for which she could win oodles of money. Well, perhaps not "oodles," but some -- more than a little, almost a bunch, any amount sure would help. We will be meeting with a banker, um, as soon as one calls her back. Holidays schmolidays.
I worked on my own books, too. I wasn't intending to get as far as I did, but it feels GREAT. I guess.
I'm sure I did other stuff -- rearranged a small stack of recently downloaded/printed knitting patterns, wondering what I'm in the mood for, not really minding the break (my fingers, wrist, elbow and shoulders all thanking me and reminding me with the occasional tingle that rest is good).
We'll see what tomorrow brings... besides the trek back to the salt mine.