8:01 shaping the day

Today is a nice fat Sunday - I know, I know, it is usually Saturdays that are fat and Sundays all calm and reflective and a little melancholy because the gears of the week are getting ready to grind on again. None the less, today is a fat Sunday.
I have many desires and goals for today.
First and foremost it is the 1st Annual Low Expectations Dinner! Now that's exciting, eh? You probably don't even know what a Low Expectations Dinner is, do ya? Well, you can count on me to tell you. A L.E.D. happens when you have a desire to get together with friends and you know that all of you are kind of uninspired. In our case we know that our friends have been through a rough summer and even though you might not know it from my sunny disposish, my sweet patootie and I have had some set-backs as well. Things aren't exactly great for any of us on the earning a decent income. Oh, we'll make it through all right but we're not celebrating. And we've all had set-to's with kids and step-kids - grown and not.
The truth is that if we could have them teleported over to our place (our friends I mean - not the kids) we'd all maybe sit around in our Dr. Denton's, eat grilled-cheeses and watch Charlie Chaplin movies. But hey, instead SP, step-dot and I are planning a pretty nice Indian meal. Each of us have our jobs and we've got mojitos organized and a yummy really easy dessert thanks to another friend's brilliance in the cooking department. And we'll talk and laugh and cry a bit. So where do the low expectations come in? We won't feel any need to be brilliant or shiny or hilarious - just sort of soft and kind and perhaps a little bemused by our own situations.
So that event will shape the day to some extent. But there's more! I want to go swimming and that will take some doing. It feels a bit chilly out so it might not happen but I want to make sure I can if there is a chance. In the ocean!

this is one of a series of canoes that were in a river along side the train in Quebec. Very mysterious - I think they were somehow fastened to something but still darned odd. Maybe that is how I feel today - somewhat fastened but buffeted by the currents!

The living room is a mess and needs to be tidied up. This is a direct result of the slowish move of stuff from my old office to the rest of the house. In other words it is my junk and I have to deal with it. SP said he'd wash and wax the main floor which includes Felix's room (my old office). Yesterday we put up curtains - the space looks great! Step-dot is donating a chest of drawers she doesn't use and it needs to be sparked up.
What else? I'd like to get back to my revision. With the trip to Montreal and the moving of my office - I've lost my focus and today I'd like to find it. That's where the 8:01 comes in. Only now it is 8:20. I'm going to go get my self something to eat and then come down here and work for at least an hour on my revision. Yes, before I do any of the other stuff - go for a swim, pack up more garbage to go out, sweep another floor, answer another email. I have to make it a priority or it won't happen. Because, dear readers, I am a writer.
I am a writer!

Update: I did more than an hour of writing and feel like I'm back in finally! Now off to do some sorting and cleaning. Don't worry - this is all good and I think I'll get that swim in too!