Not the usual Friday feeling when all the hard workers look forward to their weekend, mine was “I don’t feel well”. You know when you wake up and realise that your body is lagging behind somewhere. Such was my day yesterday.
My daughter called in but I encouraged her to leave without telling her the reason why, and plonked myself down on the sofa, forgetting that I was expecting a friend later in the day.
She arrived and I made the ubiquitous coffee and settled back on the sofa. By this time I had made a hot water bottle, turned the heat up, and was trying to be interesting and entertaining, failing dismally I should think. I don’t know why I just didn’t say I didn’t feel well but I didn’t. Sort of clock watched and then she left.
Straight to bed for me.