Nice

It's Bank Holiday weekend, and really, like everybody else in the UK, I should have been doing some DIY, or going away, or whatever, but instead I've just been relaxing. Part of my relaxation has involved staying up far too late, getting up far too late, and well, generally just being lazy. That's not to say I haven't thought about DIY (I even managed a trip to the DIY shop to look at some prices) and it's certainly not to say that I haven't done anything: on the contrary my lazy weekend has included two trips to the pub, including a smashing gig last night (with a smashing girly - hello Bumps!) but all these things have been managed without any form of stress or harassment or grief. Or excessive output of energy.

Even the two hours sitting through a double glazing saleswoman's hard sell on Saturday, despite her throwing everything into her "performance" including emotional blackmail, has failed to upset my calmness levels. The minor inconvenience of having to pop around to my brother's a couple of times a day to feed their cat has proved to be nothing more than a... well, minor inconvenience.

All in all, therefore, this weekend has been nice. Right, positive mind and all that, I'm now going to mow my lawns in a relaxed manner.