Saturday, July 27, 2013
I worked late last night -- yes, even on a Friday -- in order to clear my desk of a couple urgent problems and be able to kick back today.
Laundry well underway;
Globe and Mail read;
Did a little cleaning in the kitchen;
Installed some netting for my morning glories (and untangled them from the cosmos), pulled a few weeds and deadheaded some geraniums;
Made a fresh pot of gazpacho which is chilling in the fridge.
Loved my fresh raspberries, blackberries and blueberries for breakfast.
A leisurely bath in my claw foot tub;
A bit of shopping;
Time on the verandah with Charlie and a latte, watching for the peregrine falcons which have been exceptionally noisy this morning.
A day off from the gym won't hurt: I've been there 14 out of the past 15 weekdays at 5:30 a.m. and played several games of golf too. Golf tomorrow too . . .
We need our weekends, don't we?