It’s 2am on Monday morning and I’ve just got home and realised that I have not updated my new blog for days. Bad girl Aoife, must do better!
This weekend Mr Potato and Potato Jr went fishing. I’ll be honest I think one of them wanted to go fishing and dragged the other one along with him because he had decided it would be good for him. I don’t think that Potato Jr has ever particularly wanted to go fishing in his life, but off he goes anyway.
The good thing about this is that I had the weekend to myself to do whatever I felt like.
I spent Saturday morning doing some very dull household things that I’m not even going to bother to write down. Then I spent Saturday afternoon getting in contact with a variety of old friends to see if they wanted to play for the rest of the weekend, followed by some personal maintenance tasks like hair removal.
Saturday evening until now has been a delicious 24 hours of being very thoroughly shared and very well satisfied. I think I’m going to have a hot bath to soothe my aches and a relaxing glass of wine before crawling into bed.