And that I did, this weekend. Even started it a bit early, lunching with a friend on Friday before a long meeting. Saturday morning, yoga class with Paul, followed by our usual breakfast at our favourite little café. He cooked lovely dinners each day, and we watched Le Weekend together (if you haven't seen it, you really must -- besides having long admired Hanif Kureishi as writer and director, ditto Jim Broadbent and Lindsay Duncan as actors, both Paul and I recognized the honest depiction of a long-term marriage, although so far, he and I haven't managed to stage a dine-and-dash and, I must say, our sex life is considerably happier). We also watched an episode of Wallander together and I caught up on Scandal and The Good Wife.
So besides yesterday's yoga and this morning's long run, a joyous ramble in my garden yesterday, and some course prep that couldn't be put off this afternoon, it's been a weekend of almost unmitigated laziness (and yes, I suppose the garden ramble is lazy as well, but I did have to budge out of my chair for it). And oh, is that sunshine restorative!
Shocking how much energy pours down with that sunshine. Hope it lasts!