Best laid plans

On Monday (two days ago) I had a fairly minor medical procedure. The doctors told me ahead of time that I might want to take a day or so off work in order to heal etc etc. And I decided this was a great opportunity for me to give myself a little vacation. The Monday situation really only took a couple hours of my life and I pretty much planned out the rest of the time. This was going to be my last big hurray before tax season starts. The sewing projects that have been floating around in my head would all get accomplished (skirts, dresses, scarf, all of them). I'd finish piecing together the top to at least the big quilt I've been making. I'd walk to the beach every morning. Master at least half the remaining dances on dance central. Read a few books. Cook dinner for my lovely husband every night. Real dinners too more than just pasta being tossed together and then ploping on the couch in front of hulu. Finally get a pedicure (it's been almost a year, my feet are gross). Start the blog I've been thinking about to document all my great sewing and craft projects. I even created a google doc just for my glorious glorious list - I called it sewcation. I know what you're thinking, best name ever, it's true. Yesterday I woke up early wandered out to the couch, opened up the google doc and deleted everything on the list. My head hurts, my back hurts, and honestly I can't stand up for more than 10 minutes at a time. I spent the entire day on the couch surrounded by pillows, texting, trolling the internet, and watching tv. Exactly like I planned.