I don’t know if I’ve ever been so happy to see Friday as I am this week. I’m ready to relax, kick up my feet and do a whole lot of nothing. In preparations for doing exactly that, I’ve been getting a few things done around the house this morning, which includes but is not limited to cleaning all the sinks, the toilet and vacuuming. And to think, all that before breakfast. Actually, I did it while my steel-cut oats were cooking and I’m headed to the kitchen to grab them and a cup of coffee with freshly ground beans (that I also ground myself this morning).
I’m anticipating good things, even with Marcel struggling with the shingles. Poor guy is miserable and nothing seems to be helping with the pain. I think he’s going to call the doc this morning and protest and demand some medication.