Books

A pile of books that Paul borrowed from my library over the holidays, waiting to be returned.

Today has been a very long day for some reason, in spite of the fact that I didn't get up until about 10.30 again today - I seem to have got into a spate of sleeping in late, which is something that I haven't really done for a few years. I haven't done all that much today - washing, cleaning, supermarket, Skype, walking, eating, washing up, bit of telly - but somehow I can't quite believe that it is still Sunday and the week hasn't really started yet. Very strange.