After the Gigs: What To Do?

The birds outside my office window are celebrating a gorgeous day. My gigs Friday and Sunday went well (a few good gig stories--I'll tell them later). The house looks like a band of disgruntled monkeys has been partying here for a week. The cat is sitting patiently beside me, purring and waiting for the first of her 7-10 daily meals (she's not content to pick from the bowl, she likes the ceremony of me pouring her more food throughout the day). Two bare-root roses and several bags of summer bulbs are on the front porch waiting to be planted. And I didn't work out this weekend, so I need to do something long and exhausting today. I also have some articles to finish for my freelance business. I feel semi-relaxed at the moment, but beautiful post-gig days sometimes paralyze me with options: Go out and garden? Go run? Clean the mess inside? Oh, and then there are taxes... (There was a great NYT article on the perils of trying to keep all your doors/options open recently.)

But at least there's this: I don't have to practice music today.

I will start with getting dressed. Maybe I'll put on k.d. lang's Absolute Torch and Twang in the meantime to get me moving.