Days With More To Do
On Wednesday we had a company dinner in Cologne, which is why I left the house around 7 am and came home about five minutes before midnight.
On Thursday I had to live through the repercussions (going through 20 liters of beer with only 14 people is kind of an accomplishment, don’t you think?) of the night before and therefore only managed to watch a bit of TV and read a couple of pages until I fell asleep around 10 pm.
Now it’s Friday, and my husband wouldn’t drive me to the train station because he was running late himself so the not-bringing-your-wife-to-the-station was instantly punished by traffic jam.
I so need a weekend.