9:21pm Sunday night.  Another weekend almost gone.  Another weekend ‘wasted.’

 

Actually, I had a great weekend.  It was very relaxing.  Watched some U.S. Open tennis with my lovely wife.   Watched the Patriots in HD while video-chatting with fellow Pats fans Mike and Regan.   Grilled out.  Bought and installed a nice (but too large) new printer.  Took a nap.  Installed my airport express.  Checked out two senior communities for my mom.  Even edited my screenplay down by 20 pages.    

 

Yet as the weekend winds down the overwhelming feeling I have is that I ‘wasted’ my weekend.   I did not get any work done.  I didn’t get a head start on the week ahead and I know that there won’t be enough time during work hours to get everything done.  So now I am stressed and feeling overwhelmed and pretty useless.  

 

Trying hard to enjoy myself, take some time for myself, and not feeling guilty about it afterwards.  I am doing really well with the first two parts (perhaps too well) -- struggling mightily with that last part.