The great thing about being tired is that resting up a little cures you. Last night after writing here I had dinner and then went outside and enjoyed a book on the chaise longue amid the flowers. I took a warm bath, and went to sleep at a reasonable time.
Today I feel fine.
How great is that?
I have a little bit of work I really have to do this weekend, but not much. So what will I do with my free time?
Clean house, do the grocery shopping, sort out my wardrobe, read novels on the patio, go for a hike, sew, do my nails, weed the garden?
I’m really excited about all those possibilities, frankly.