I could be writing a wonderful recap of BlogHer. All the fun I had, all the people I met, all the food I never got to eat, all the things I learned.
I could be tackling the three bags I came home with, doing laundry, or sorting the things I brought home for me and for friends.
I could be doing something with the pile of business cards I brought home.
I could be editing the pictures that I downloaded.
I could be organizing the people I have followed on Twitter or following the ones I still need to.
I could be going through my pantry and my fridge and making a shopping list. Then going to the store.
I could be doing something to the garden or something with the dozen eggs sitting on my kitchen table.
I could be getting the oil changed in my car and have air put in the tires; Something I needed to do way before I left.
I could be doing a lot of things.
Instead. I'm doing this:
sitting on the couch, surrounded by camera stuff, business cards, three technological devices and my McDonald's. I've got my cankles propped up on a pillow on the coffee table and am catching up on trash TV and the Olympics.
And it feels great.