Lovely Hibernating Weekend

 

For the past few weekends I have been on the go. I don’t regret the trips – a girls’ weekend in an Idaho resort, the LA Times Festival of Books, visiting with my granddaughters, etc. This weekend I announced I wasn’t going anywhere and avoiding people.

No, I didn’t want to go swimsuit shopping with a friend. No, I don’t think I’ll go to the cookout (although I finally went for a while so I wouldn’t have to cook…). No, I don’t want to go to Trader Joe’s (I’ll go tonight).

Most of the weekend I hung out alone at home, wallowing in my guilty pleasure reading – romances and very light cozy mysteries. I put aside the deep Barbara Vane novel I’m reading for book club. I ignored the non-fiction I took off the shelf a few days earlier. I didn’t even consider the modern classics waiting on Mt. Bookpile. Instead I pulled out Nora Roberts and caught up on the Bridal Quartet (Bed of Roses and Savor the Moment).

I also caught up on some TV – the Mentalist, the movie Hancock, and Bones.

I even vacuumed and washed floors and clothes. It was a nice, quiet weekend.

One Comment

  1. Comment by Aravis:

    It sounds like a great way to spend the weekend! I love Bones and The Mentalist, too. *G*