I’m on my 2nd pot of tea. I’ve convinced myself this is really okay, because I reused the tea bags to make the 2nd pot, so it isn’t a real 2nd pot. A half-strength pot of tea isn’t a true pot of tea.
A month of travelling somewhere every weekend is really starting to wear on me. I’m so grateful that today is Friday, and that M and I have no plans this weekend. Seriously, I have no idea what we’re going to do, and that’s a glorious feeling.
Happiest of Fridays to y’all!