So I woke up with a horrible stiff neck on Sunday that went from the left side of my neck all the way down my back and pretty much across my shoulders. Needless to say I looked like a fool trying to check out my blind spots while driving that day! Anyway, a day spent tailgating and sitting at a football game only made matters worse. Sleeping was a disaster on Sunday night and the pooch and I stayed in bed until about 11am on Monday, seeing as I didn't actually get to sleep until about 6am. Thank god puppies like to sleep and cuddle.

Anyway, I did little to nothing yesterday. I surfed the web looking into some new ventures that I may be interested in (more on that later) and I have to say I wasn't very productive. I did take a shower and I made dinner for the hubby so I wasn't a complete lump but I have to admit I felt very guilty. Why? I have no idea. I even called one of the stay at home mom's and asked her if she ever felt guilty about staying home. She said no, so that was no help. I'm just not used to not having a job to go to. I guess if I didn't still have a paycheck coming in then I would have a reason to feel bad but since I am still getting paid and my whole no job situtation isn't really my fault I should just suck it up and enjoy my time off. I don't know why I'm finding this whole concept difficult. It may be the whole Catholic thing...damn catholic guilt!

I looked up some dog friendly stores and restaurants on line and I think today I'll take the pooch to Annapolis to walk around and enjoy some of the last really nice weather before winter gets here. Plus The Sweet One's cousin has a store down town in Annapolis and I know I can take little Lucy in there too. Tomorrow I think we'll tackle DC. Coffee shops, free WiFi, lots of grass to poop on. What else could a dog want?

I am going to make this time off the best I can. No more goofy guilt. I promise.

Hope Everyone had a great weekend.

Here's a pic of the pooch under my couch this morning. Ummm, yeah, no idea. She likes to go under the couch and probably play with toys that are stuck under there and growl and bark. If you didn't know, you'd think we had a growling couch!