A rest day
So, it's 5.50pm, I have a doctor's appointment at 6.15, and I'm going to look at a house (the place we're renting has been sold) at 7.30. I doubt I'm going to have time to do a lake walk then get back here and make tomorrow's lunch, do a load of laundry and still get to bed at a decent hour... I'm wondering, as I slept in and missed this morning's bike ride, if I should just say that Wednesdays are my rest days.
I don't know, I don't know!
My DH just made toast. Why is it that as soon as you smell toast you want toast?? I am not hungry at all, but now I want toast! Hrmph.
PS, today was also extremely busy at work.

