Last night I relaxed. Seriously. The tightly bunched fresias I'd picked up hurriedly during the week had opened, their blossoms far more numerous than I had anticipated, and with their opening that sweet, peppery scent that is one of my favourites. I cocooned beside them under my wooly blanket... what bliss.
This morning I lolled some more, in anticipation of my week off work. But... I still have some work to do today and tomorrow and then... off. I can't wait. I'm not going away, instead there will be lots of play, including planning for the Big Cake Project and making cupcakes for a sweet lady's baby shower.
And... there will be books that I have had no time to read of late. Lots of books.