Another day off work......ooh I could get used to this kind of life....practising for retirement!
The best thing about time off is feeling free...... not clock watching and feeling like a prisoner waiting for the end of the day or week in order to reach the blessed sanctuary of the weekend.
The day is my own and I can do whatever I want whenever I want....what luxury.
My best kind of day is not filled with anything arduous, expensive or exciting or posh........but filled with the sort of activity that is pleasurable to me.......a leisurely breakfast, a visit to a charity shop or two, a walk around a pretty town or village, some tea and cake, reading, watching a film, visiting an exhibition or a museum.
Reading that last sentence to myself I realise that I sound like a card carrying member of the old fogies club....but who cares!
I am a lucky lucky girl......