Slow day…

I didn’t go to the library yesterday. The day was grey and uninviting, my hand hurt, the house was a mess and needed cleaning, it’s august; my head came up with many plausible explanations for justifying not working yesterday.

I ended up going to the Nathan Philips’ Square Farmers’ Market in the morning, doing a bit of cleaning, a bit of cooking (made some green curry), lots of browsing and posting in forums on the internet, and tried, in vain, to push away the feeling of guilt for not working.

Today is not much better. I had to be home before 2 pm since we are meeting some friends from Montreal for a late lunch so I decided not to go to the library again. I had brought home some of the photocopies of the registers I need to enter in my database so I figured I could work at home. I’m now at the Second Cup down the street, where there is no internet, entering data in my database. I’m saving this text to post later…

I wish I could take vacations without feeling guilty…