I had a long awaited half hour or so lie in on Saturday morning and read my current book. It was the first one I'd had for a few weeks. The rest of the morning I caught up on some blog reading and posting, email, clearing up the bombsite that was the kitchen and generally just pottered around in my night dress. It was blissful. I was just relieved to have a little time to spend on the things I wanted and needed to do.
Later, I got ready and cycled off to my class. On the way home I called into the library to return some books that were overdue. I just hadn't managed to return them this week, with one thing and another. I hate getting overdue fines, seems such a waste of money, £1.60 in this instance. As consolation, I did pick up a bit of a bargain whilst there, as they were selling off old stock.
I saw this book and couldn't resist buying it. The synopsis on the cover sounded good and I have a feeling I've read good reviews of it in the past. It had a bit of damage to the spine and is large print, but for 20p was brilliant, especially as a bit of sellotape soon had it virtually good as new.
When I got back home it was bacon sandwiches and salad for lunch, followed by reading some of the newspapers, hanging out the washing and a bit of pottering in the garden. There were just a few small gardening tasks I wanted to complete before we go away. It was a lovely sunny day. Wonderful for gardening. What could be better after a busier than usual week.