No time to think

6:35pm. Back in Arizona. Sunday evening. This weekend was great. I had no time to think. Therefore I did not get anxious. I woke up Saturday and drove to Dana point. I was barely there when my daughter and I went to the mall. Then we came home and rested. At 5pm we went out with her friends. Ate dinner. Took her friends home. We got in late by my standards. 9pm. Watched the rest of a movie. Went to bed. I slept well on my wife’s couch. It was comfortable. Better than sleeping on the floor. After waking up I took the dog for a walk. Went through the car wash as picked up breakfast. The house was dark when we got back. I turned on the television and watched Hamilton. The dog curled up next to me. I sipped coffee. My wife and daughter got up at 9am. My wife went to the store. My daughter and I ate breakfast. I left the house shortly after 10am. I stopped by the store before heading out. I was in the freeway by 10:30am. As I drove i listened to audiobook mysteries. Traffic was light. I Got to chandler at 5pm. I fed my fish, Ate dinner and Called my mom. Then I Called my daughter. Put trip stuff away. Brushed teeth. Thankfully I suffered no existential thoughts. No usual Sunday dread. I need to be that busy every weekend. My mind attacks my happiness if it isn’t engaged. That is why I don’t get depressed during the week. I am too busy. I stay busy. Engaged. Productive.