Clearly, it’s a long weekend.
The observance of four days off from work mean that I am free to post drivel on here, lurking, boring you all to tears.
My three cherubs are still asleep; it’s 9.45am as I write. Those eye-watering early starts are long behind us now, thankfully. It’s a pleasantly cool rainy morning. I have the back door open and listening to the rain on the roof and ground outside is wonderful, peaceful. Hubster is working on a uni assignment; I should do some writing on my manuscript, but geez hasn’t that fallen off my to-do list since beginning full-time work last year. I’ll get back to it one day, but I strongly suspect that today is not that day.
Wishing you all a happy day!