… last night, did I?
Sunday is a Day of Rest as we all know, and I celebrated by truly having a day of rest. I didn’t do anything at all – not even write up my blog for the day. No Commune visit with Marianne so I intended to make the most of it.
Of course, I took the statistics though. We always have to do that – in fact that was really the only time that I set my foot outside the door. 22:00 that was, too!
And Rosemary rang me up today and we had a really good chat for over an hour. It’s nice to talk to friends.
Apart from that, it was just a case of making some food and putting a couple of DVDS in the DVD player so I could watch the films. I can’t even begin to remember what it was that I watched either.
How decadent is this?
But there is an underlying reason for all of this.
I want to get away for an autumn break – and I need to too. I’ve left my winter clothes in Canada when I was there in May and I need to fetch them back
And so I need to get a wiggle on with this blasted lean-to. I want that done before the winter.
So I’m recharging my batteries ready for the onslaught.
