(Although wanting to fall asleep after an exhausting feast comes with the territory).
Okay, Saturday, bring forward what you will.
I bought flowers to put in, I need mulch, I should weedwhack and the house is an absolute sty. It's supposed to be overcast, so the allure to play will likely subside.
I need to write, too, taking advantage of the grades being in before the summer courses begin.
I can't eat that well too often, because it slows me down, but for an evening, it was absolutely delicious, and for that I am thankful.