Had one of those long weekends. Took Friday off work, had all sorts of plans and things to get done.
Then just that constant stream of petty, minor mechanical issues cropping up to nearly everything I was doing. I mean, sure, we all get those "5 minute job that ends up taking an hour because x happened", that's part and parcel of life. But good grief, EVERYTHING this weekend was that. I'm almost looking forward to Monday for the love of life.
With the way Murphy has been riding everything creative I've tried doing this weekend, I've decided against cooking flapjack cookies and pondering on a deep bath, and/or watching Dollhouse on Amazon Prime instead.