Wasting Sunday

I complained on facebook that I had utterly wasted Sunday, and one of my facebook colleagues told me to stop being such a Puritan. One can rest on Sunday.

Actually, I got some things done: a load of wash, sweeping the kitchen floor, getting three boxes of manuscripts ready to mail to an archive, updating my blog, thinking about the panels I will do at Convergence.

I have discovered that I can mull while playing computer solitaire. It requires minimal attention, but occupies me just enough, so I don't get restless. So I lay on the couch and played computer solitaire and thought about the panel topics.

Next I need to think about the Wiscon panels, since Wiscon is a month before Convergence. I'm rereading Barb Jensen's book about social class for the class panel. The other two panels have people who are more expert than I am on the panel topics. (Actually, this is also true of the class panel. Barb will be on it.) So less prep is required. I can react to the other panelists.