I have to work most of the weekend and as it is coming on top of many weeks of working crazy hours, my stamina is beginning to flag and I am starting to feel sorry for myself.
Because I can’t have a relaxing weekend, I hope very much that you can and that you can relax for the both of us.
I hope you get to go and have a nice cafe breakfast with a beloved.
I hope you get to go to a movie or see a band…
I hope you get to have a nap in the afternoon…
And I hope you get to sit on the porch and watch the yard birds squabbling over the bread scraps you threw on the lawn for them…
Have a lovely weekend.
Hope get to do all these things very soon! xoxo
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did you cry as you wrote that and shared those photographs? i would have if i were you. thank you for your thoughts and like Helen H, i’m loving the way ‘those weekend things’ are saving themselves up for you you you.
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Thanks, guys.
Margi – I did nearly cry – especially as that cafe photograph was a particularly lovely lunch I had with my friend Emma McCleary in Auckland – lovely memories! Hope your marking pile is shrinking by the hour, M. xx H
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Sucky! I’m sorry that you’re not getting to relax this weekend, and I’m also sorry that there are few things you need to do for me/the book, at the time you’re most busy. I’m doing a semi-final proofread at the moment.
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Oh I don’t mind the book stuff – in fact I like the book stuff. 🙂
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