This week I have to work from Monday to Friday because of a mandatory training course for all mental health staff.  It had been a long time since I only had a two-day weekend.  These last two days just felt too short of a time to recover from the past four ten-hour days.  I told Sean, “This two-day weekend gig, I don’t like it.”

“Wait until tomorrow,” he suggested.  “And then tell me how you feel when you get home at 3 PM, and you’ve got the whole rest of the afternoon ahead of you.”

Anyway, it rained most of today.  I did a lot of sitting around and crocheting.  I added several more rows to the Coastal Ripples afghan, and I got to enjoy a nice view out of our sunroom windows.  At least tomorrow when I get home, it’ll still be light and I’ll have a chance to watch the sunset over the water.