Why is it that everytime I say I'm going to have a quiet weekend, with nothing planned, it never happens. I said it again this week - I was going to have a blissful two days of doing nothing whatsoever, except now I'm meeting my dad for coffee tomorrow, going out shopping for the day on Sat with Bec, and doing something, don't even know what I've agreed to do, on Sat night with Sheena. Which means Sunday will probably be a recovery day. Or someone will pop up with another plan for it.
So there goes that weekend. And I'm now going to be away for about the next 4 or 5 weekends after that .... and all I really want to do is sleeeeeeeeeeeep.
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