Weekend wanderings

While it has finally warmed above zero, the last two days have been dreary, gray and filled with fitful snow. After seriously considering crawling into bed and pulling the blankets over my head, I ventured back out in the snow after work Friday to go have dinner and play cards with some old friends. Errr...friends I've known for a long time. Although, come to think of it, they are all older than me.

Now I feel better about losing every game. I can't hold a conversation, laugh and manage a handful of cards all at the same time. We always pledge to do this more often, but life gets in the way. Betty had told her (sick at home) husband she would be home by nine; the entire party broke up at that point, so it was a very early night. I felt like an old lady, coming home from my big Friday night out in good time to put on pyjamas, make a cup of hot chocolate and sit down to watch the ten o'clock news.

Today has been a bit disconnected. I did go out this morning for coffee and a bagel, but somehow managed to be done with what I planned to do by nine...came home and have been dinking around (technical term meaning "doing bits of various things, but not finishing any one task") since. Little sewing, little movie-watching, little reading. I think I may just give up on accomplishing anything, park myself on the couch and finish the movie.

Every so often, it's just not worth fighting it.