Any second now.

I've been spending a long morning reading the news and blogging, sitting at the dining table, and right here next to me -- I look at it from time to time -- is a To Do list I wrote the other day, during the week, when I couldn't realistically expect myself to do much. These are weekend things to do. Hmmm, let me jot down another item. It's still Saturday morning, so at the moment I can believe I'm going to do many, maybe even all of these things over the weekend. Wouldn't that be swell? How nice I'll feel Sunday evening if that happens. I hope it does! I have a vivid image of me, leaping up and plunging into the set of tasks. It feels so very much like something I'm going to do any second now.