Ah, weekends...

I have plans to do not a lot of anything very much and I am going to LOVE it.

And since it's a long weekend, that's even better. Nothing much to do for three days. My only responsibility will be my writing. A nice, relaxing slob-around.

You watch. Something's going to happen to muck that nonse up.

The best-laid plans of me in particular always go agley. It's a sad truth. Good thing for me that I'm pretty flexible.

For the terminally curious, Mayhem is back to normal. Last seen chugging the apple and pear juice I purchased to solve his... situation.

And he's feeling much better.

Me... I still need a nice hot bath and a good set of naps. And maybe a luxurious back-rub, but I'm not pushing my luck.

I did see Netflix's The Little Prince, last night. Lovely animation. Wish I could get hold of the book. I never have availability and money in the same place at the same time. Sigh.

Mayhem wants filthy dirty lucre for his upcoming birthday, and I have no idea how I'm going to have enough, TBH.