Well, not exactly lazy. It seems the Protestant work ethic instilled by step-mom kicks in subconsciously and I can’t relax until the housework is done, the laundry put away and dinner, if not started, at least planned.
After our walk around the neighbourhood, Jasmine and I doze and read my book, and doze some more. Foggy waking up in the quiet afternoon. Lazy Saturday.
2 thoughts on “lazy Saturday”
Sounds like the perfect day
Yes…… I think Jasmine’s dreamy face says it all:)