So I went off to London last Thursday afternoon, as tired as I've been in a long time. I landed at Good Friend's house at around 5.30 and had a cup of tea with her before she had to go to a meeting. GF's Teenage Daughter was back from school, so I made some food while TD revised for her A levels, then we ate and gossiped together until GF came home.
On Friday GF had a couple of meetings during the day so I met another old friend for a gorgeous south Indian lunch and more gossiping. Then in the evening, to recover from the elections and their aftermath, GF, TD and I indulged ourselves in pizza and profiteroles. (TD made us laugh by warming her profiteroles in the microwave. They go soggy and sad. Not recommended.) GF and I made copious plans for Saturday, involving Oyster cards, art galleries and cafes, and went to bed feeling all anticipatory.
Only on Saturday we both overslept, and it was cold and rainy, and we went through the motions of getting up and dressed and breakfasted, and then we looked at each other and admitted we didn't really want to go out or, indeed, do anything. So GF popped to the shop for a newspaper, then came back and lit her fire, and we declared it an honorary Sunday - complete with afternoon naps and long-drawn-out roast dinner. It was very restful and just what I needed.
On Sunday morning I began writing this fortnight's short story, and I finished it on the train home in the afternoon. I haven't done any work on my WIP over the weekend, but you know what? I don't care, because I was so very tired that I needed to rest more than I needed to write.
Next week, however, will be a different story.
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Sometimes an honorary Sunday is just the thing.
TD is so right about warming her profiteroles in the microwave. They may look soggy but they taste ... beyond divine:-)
Glad you had good weekend.
It sounds like a perfect weekend to me.
I didn't know that about profiteroles though. Shall have to remember that.
I did nothing on Saturday either. I think there's a bit of an epidemic of overtiredness.
Sounds lovely!
We were rained off twice last week and also enjoyed the resulting unwinding. Everyone thinks when you are old and retired you are constantly unwound - not so;)
Glad you have had a good rest.
That sounds like a lovely weekend. I love afternoon naps. I'm not doing a thing this weekend except go over the novel and catch some zzz's in the garden (if its nice)
Sounds like a great weekend - shame the weather was so rubbish though! Still, if you waited until it was good you'd never do anything!
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