The Second 50

Before I know it, it’s Monday morning, and the working week begins again.  I’m fortunate. I have a great job and work with terrific people, but I confess I’d love a 3 day weekend every now and again.

If I had an extra day, I promise I wouldn’t waste it. I’d be so productive my head would spin. 

I’d write.

I’d cook.

I’d sort out the linen cupboard that is bursting at the seams.

I’d go for a walk.

I’d get stuck into some more blogging.

I’d binge watch something… anything.

I’d tackle the garden.

I’d do some volunteer work.

I’d be exhausted so I’d sleep really well.

Who’s up for a 3 day weekend, friends?