I think the expression "gather ye roses while ye may" is probably quite apt for me. I tend to live very much in the present and do as much as I can possibly do in the time I have available. Having said that, I also know that I live a frenetic existence with little sleep, so sometimes there has to be a day for mooching about.

Today's wake up was vaguely relaxed - a bit like slowing passing in (the opposite of out) from a big fluffy cloud. Breakfast was a fancy version of the full English, with toast to die for (it was poisoned - just a joke). Then there was morning coffee and the long drive home. Except, I didn't go home. I dropped people off and then went out for dinner. It was the sort of dinner where you can have a relaxed quiet chat. This is my kind of dinner. It even had balsamic vinegar in it somewhere. Lovely.

After I arrived home at a reasonable hour, I lay on my bed and read some of my book. Relaxing weekends, like this one had been from about 2.30am on Friday night, don't come along very often and it's important to enjoy them while ye may.