My walk this morning was decorated with a nice light, nearly misty, rain. It was lovely.
I got all involved last night looking for a bigger desk situation online. Work From Home people have, apparently stripped the supply chain but also there isn't that much to pick from - a regular 24" kind of TV tray type or a flat out 40" desk. And the desks aren't that suitable for rolling up to the couch like I need. I found a couple but they were ugly and/or $800. I put one in my Amazon cart and then went to bed. This morning, it has lost all of its appeal. So I'm back to my little TV tray.
All that table shopping led me to forget to watch this week's British Sewing Bee which gives me a treat to look forward to today.
And that's really all I got today. These weeks seem, to me, to be just flipping by. I heard somewhere that time passes quickly when it is all the same which is why it seems to go faster, for some, with aging. I don't mind, really. I don't feel like I'm missing anything nor am I bored or discontent in any way. But, Thursday? It really does feel like Monday was yesterday.