Anemone

I was tired this morning, very tired.  A combination of my late night and a really hard first week back at work.  I got up, then went back and lay on the bed.  TT thought I was ill.  Not ill – just weary.  Once he was settled at his laptop, I pottered doing a few chores and working myself up to going for a run – except I wasn’t sure I had the energy.  Before too long  I had pulled myself together and headed out later than usual for my run.  We had had a lovely bright morning with blue sky, but by eh time I was out, it was just grey and gloomy.  I was thinking of a short route, but ended up doing my usual route which is just over five miles.  Once I got going it wasn’t too bad.  At least I had a nice lunch to look forward to – which I had to pop out and pick up.
 
There were more chores and thoughts of tea.  I needed a few things, so went for a wee walk and came  home via the supermarket. 
 
Later I watched the first episode of The Tourist.  A few friends have recommended it to me.  I wasn’t blown away by episode one, but will continue.  TT had his regular Friday night Zoom.
 
I was very tired when I eventually dragged myself upstairs to bed.
 
I bought a bunch of anemones last week.  I love anemones, but this bunch has been a real disappointment as they have mostly all wilted before bursting into bloom.  This is the best of the bunch.