I slept for nine hours and thirty-nine minutes last night.
I’m not sure how I was asleep for longer than I was in bed, but I’m not questioning it. As soon as I woke up, I texted my friend, “I slept in past 8 and I slept for over 9 hours… can’t every day be like this?!?!” I wish it were because I have felt amazing all day.
What did I do with these good feelings? Absolutely nothing, and I don’t feel guilty about that one bit. After my morning routine, I had lunch and watched the season finale of Andor (how is this show this good?), then I started working a bit on my computer. My new SSD arrived yesterday, and I hadn’t had time to set it up yet, so I started transferring all my pictures onto it as my plan was to use this drive to edit my photos with Capture One, but…
1.29 TB takes a while to transfer, so while I waited (am waiting?), I played Spider-Man: Miles Morales for a few hours. I am enjoying this game a lot, and I’m already quite far into it.
I don’t have big plans for Thanksgiving, but I might see some lovely people here and there tomorrow. All I hope to do during this holiday break is to continue to sleep in and to continue to be lazy. How does that saying go? I’ll work when I’m dead. Something like that.