I’ve been so tired after work it was unbelievable. I walked in the door and just felt like throwing myself on the couch. But I’ve had supper, I’ve had a big latte… and then I fell asleep in the chair as Kristi threw a blanket on me. After that I’ve done nothing at all. I’ve looked down on my knitting/sewing basket that sits on the floor next to the recliner:
I could always continue some small project there. But no colours, nothing tempting. I leave it. I could sit down at the craft table and continue this:
But I don’t feel like doing that either. So that’s what I’ll do: Nothing. I wil get more sleep tonight, that’s my goal. I think I’m in lack of a good night’s sleep. Not enough hours and broken sleep. That’s okay. Tomorrow is Friday.