Needed to chill so I made excuses to pretty much stay home this weekend. I had a shul obligation as Ba-al Shacharit which got me there a little earlier than usual and the Rabbi began his class on Nevi'im afterwards which kept me there a little later than usual. I had what has become my weekly landmark, a real breakfast on Shabbos morning. By mid-afternoon I felt worn out, maybe in need of a nap but not sleepy so I treated myself to a Dollar Store benadryl aqua colored capsule which kept me in snooze-land for the next five hours. Then some reading and TV or other not too taxing but not too productive tasks, then a full night's sleep so I could do useful projects on Sunday, which I did, though less than intended.
To prevent dreadful Mondays at work I decided some time ago that if four new consults came my way by mid-day Sunday, I would drive to the hospital to see them. That did not happen this time so I could work on a blend of chores, sloth, and amusements until the new work week begins. Dishes done. Surface of kitchen table visible. List of things I need to do in the coming week created. Set out weekly pills. Clothing that accumulated in kitchen put away. Listened to a brief drash on yutorah.org. And a similar list of things I might have liked to do but didn't and should have done but didn't.
So now having unwound when I needed to unwind, I am ready to see what actually awaits me in the hospital and pursue the list that I put together yesterday.