I stumble out sometime around 9:00 and after two big cups of damn good, I venture into the kitchen to make something. Today it was Snickerdoodle Scones:
Then Rich leaves for pickleball and I am back in the Happy Chair with the Food Network and the paper:
And then a little stitching:
If I can, I will eventually pull on my shoes and socks and go for a long walk before coming home to grab a hot scrubby shower, clean jams, and either a movie or two on the TeeVee, or a nap in the big girl sleigh bed.
This isn't for amateurs, kids, I promise you. You really do need years and years of training in the art of quiet slothitude. I've been practicing for years, so am adept at the sitting down for hours on end thing, so don't try to get to this level all at once.
(Unless, of course, you are rendered ill will the flu or something. Then, by all means, go for it.)
New meds are making me a bit green about the gills, but if it subsides we might try to go out this evening. There is a blues bar that Rich is anxious to see, and I am determined to get him out into the fresh air to prevent him from going stir crazy.
Nothing else to report. I hope that your very own Saturday is exactly what you want it to be. Do something fun and come tell me all about it!