I made it through the week, and now I am thankful for the weekend. My boss gave me a lighter assignment on Monday, but Tuesday it was necessary to jump in and take up where I left off in August. Surprisingly, I was able to manage, though my rested muscles rebelled, and most nights this week I have needed to head to bed earlier than usual.
This morning George headed out on a bus trip, and it was tempting to head back to bed after seeing the frost on the ground and feeling the chill in the air. I didn’t want to waste any part of the day though, so I stayed up and got things done. Boxes of letters and photos were sorted, laundry was done, the bed linens changed, and my weekly house cleanup accomplished. I ran some errands, and was unloading the groceries just as George arrived home - perfect timing.
This afternoon I took time to bake, enjoying the yeasty smell of a fresh-cut loaf of bread, and the warmth of the oven on a cold October day. I tried a new recipe calling for dill and cottage cheese. I thought it had a nice flavor, but George raised his eyebrows and sounded a little noncommittal, so I’ll see if he eats any more of it before I decide if I will make it again.
The weekend routine seems normal again, trying to get so much done before the new workweek rolls around. Come Monday I’ll wish I had more time to get things done. I’m back where I started.