Things are starting to get back on track, I’m happy to say. I have a few flare-ups in my wrist today, but none of them lasted long enough to slow me down for long. In fact, every so often I welcome the excuse to take a break and sit and read. I think I’ve started to get into a routine of finding time to read every day while I’m icing down my wrist.

Wednesday is my second favorite work day (after you-know-what) because I deliberately underschedule myself. That gives me a chance to catch up on some of the tasks that I’ve been putting off that are important, but not important enough to force me to make extra time for them.

Today, for example, I balanced the bank statement, a typical Wednesday task. The fact that it was the May bank statement and it’s now almost July? Well, that’s pretty typical, too.

Sure, there might be some Wednesdays when I take advantage of not having anything scheduled by actually not doing anything. But that’s not an entirely bad thing, either. I don’t think I could sell it to the Boss, but I believe in my heart that it makes me a better office drone the other four days of the week (plus Saturday and Sunday, half the time).

Anyway, today was a productive day, and I even found time for a little diversion. Tammy brought all four kids by for a brief visit this afternoon. There was music playing, so the three boys showed me their dance moves. Dakota swayed his hips around like a hula dancer while D.J. did something that looked like that Krump business I saw on TV last week. (It’s mostly just flailing arms and legs around, as far as I can tell.)

Aiden’s dancing looks a little like his running, all high-stepping and arm-swinging, and with a look on his face as if he has some mischief on his mind. And there are words to his dancing, too: “Boogie, boogie, boogie, whoa!” On the “whoa,” he plops down on his rear and looks up with a grin.

Kylie slept. Or maybe she knew whose house she was visiting and was just playing possum the whole time.