I am having a weekend 'off' after months of activity, social occasions, time away and parties.
I am so looking forward to doing nothing but read, be in the garden, see a friend tonight, watch saturday trash tv & a dvd and drink a very good bottle of Rioja I've been saving. And munch on whatever I fancy. And slob around in my jimjam bottoms all day if I want to - without even brushing my hair, getting the hoover out or feeling obliged to make a speech or scintillating conversation.
The boyfriend is banished to his own home, the daughter is out all weekend and my back door will be closed against unwanted predators. Nice.