TGIF

If you can spend a perfectly useless afternoon

in a perfectly useless manner, you have learned how to live.

Lin Yutang

Well, this 'hellish' week is finally coming to an end. This was not  exactly the vacation that I had planned. I always take a week's vacation in April and another in early December.  The rest of my time I save for emergency situations such as all these medical tests I have to go for. I'm not a traveler, just love to spend the time catching up on things about the house,reading, etc.  I do, however, always keep a couple of days free to do a little shopping, but with buses so packed and stores closed still because of electrical outages, I've not been able to really do anything.  But, as I have said before, I am not going to complain. So many people lost everything they own, some their lives.  I have truly been blessed and am filled with gratitude.

We heard from my sister-in-law yesterday who finally returned to her home in the Rockaways to find out that the basement apartment her daughter lived in was totally destroyed. Or that mother whose two young boys, 2 and 4, were wrenched from her arms in the storm surge; she had only moments before been refused help by some man after knocking at his door. Where was this man's humanity? May we pray for this mother instead of judging her as many  are doing. 

I was thrilled to learn that the trains were partially back up and planned on returning to work yesterday, even laid out all of my clothes.  That is, until I learned that the lines to get on the buses went down blocks and around corners, and the wait was over two hours. And when I saw those pictures of thousands of people waiting for only a few buses, I thanked my lucky stars that my bus didn't come so quickly.  This was one best left to the young 'uns.

I am really going to try to get out this weekend, and I hope the buses are less packed.  I need some winter jammies, desperately.  I love long flannel gowns and live in them all winter long.  Nothing more comfy to me.  I'd also like to just treat myself to something.  I don't know what.  I'll know when I get there.  

And I'd like to end my weekend with a perfectly useless afternoon.  But what does that mean.  What does one do to have a perfectly useless afternoon because when you look at it, even when resting, you are DOING something.  If anyone can come up with the answer, please let me know.

Wishing you all a wonderful weekend and hope each of you gets to spend one perfectly  useless afternoon.