What to do

Contrary to misconceptions harbored by some of my friends, I am not always traveling.  I am often home for the weekend.  And when I am, I need to determine what to do.

But first, a cop of cuffee.

Then a little soccer on the tube while I check the email and catch up on current events.
Yes, old people like to read the newspaper.

Can't mow the lawn.

Maybe I should work on the car
that I've driven exactly once this year.
Those old hydraulic clutches are a bitch.

Maybe I should return the empties.
Note that this mix is uncharacteristic of what I usually bring back.

Perhaps I should finally finish the last camping escapade...

...or work on the piles of crap people want me to take care of.

I could clean my messy nightstand.

Maybe I should share some music,
returning the favor a friend surprised me with.

Another option would be to clean my workshop.

Or I could take care of the pile so richly deserving shredding.
Don't you hate those people for sending you checks you didn't request?

Or I could make some beer.

All this sounds like too much work.  

But the beer-making has suggested something.

Maybe I should test some fine beer a fine friend has provided,

take a nap,

and then write this blog.

What do you think?