I can't remember the last time I had more than one day off work and didn't spend that time on an actual vacation or as part of some busy holiday. (And maternity leave doesn't count -- all that sleep deprivation and hormonal rollercoaster crap means that maternity leave DOES NOT equal a vacation.)
Today is my second day off in a row, so instead of jumping (I mean prying myself) out of bed at 5:45 to get a run in, I didn't worry about it. Around 12:30, Sophie and I headed over to Jim's to run with him. We ran five miles at an easy pace, but it was a pretty tough run for me. The wind was kind of insane. It was gusting. And FYI, pushing a jogging stroller into the wind sucks. Pushing a jogging stroller into the wind through loose gravel . . . double suck. Thank goodness Jim was willing to help with the stroller. I probably would have just crawled into the ditch and waited for someone to pick me up.
After the run, we came home and have been just hanging out. Sophie went to bed early (she got her shots this morning, so has been a little tired and off all day), and I got out my scrapbooking stuff. Now, I think I'll do some reading and go to bed. I could really get used to this schedule.