Last week, I was running around like a crazy person. I had some appointment or commitment every night and every lunch break and every minute in between.
On Saturday, I had nothing. I never left my apartment. I never got out of my pajamas. I made some bran muffins. I edited pictures. I did some pilates. I read a book. I watched My Future Boyfriend. And I listened to the rain fall on the window pane.
I wish every Saturday was Hermit Saturday.
1 comment:
That sounds refreshing.
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