Not the week I thought it would be

I tend to do pretty badly whenever my plans have to be suddenly changed. Like any sort of plan. If I’m planning on making chicken soup for dinner but then forget to buy stock, so I have to make roast instead, I freak out. Well not really, but internally, yes.

Inadvertently Giving Myself a Break

I just had what I tend to think of as a ‘Nothing Weekend’. I had no plans to speak of, you know, aside from like cleaning the house and working out and stuff. But no outside plans. In fact, if it wasn’t for little trips to the corner shop across the road from my apartment, best believe I wouldn’t have left the house at all.