No Broken Records

I forget now whether the rain appeared in 20 minutes on Friday, as promised. But I do know that we had rain off and on all weekend, which made for a cozier and more productive couple of days than I had originally planned.
There was the big basement shelf reorganization project that has languished for months, finally completed. I’m reveling in the space it created.
There was time to sort through the clutter on top of my filing cabinet, the prelude to cleaning out the cabinet’s top drawer. But I would need a week of rain to complete that project.
Best of all, there was time to finish writing an essay I started weeks ago.
In short, I accomplished a fair amount. But I didn’t break any records.