Why are weekends over so quickly? 48 hours ago it was Friday night and now it is Sunday night and I feel as tired as I did on Friday. I sat around yesterday morning contemplating a trip to the market but did not go until this morning.
Yesterday afternoon was art. Last night was a blur. This morning I did the chores...car wash, groceries, market, this afternoon Miss B and I went to have afternoon tea with a gorgeous friend, I've been cooking since we got home and now I'm about to eat dinner and could honestly go to bed at 8pm.
When did this happen? Is it age? Is it stress?
Now the teenagers are fighting. No wonder I drink.