So, I had planned on studying this weekend or at least looking through the books and devising a study planner. As with all good plans they never go the way you intended. Saturday my husband wanted to go out and looked upset when I told him I was going to study, he spent the best part of an hour moping around the house so, in the end, you guessed it, we went out. I did enjoy myself, it was a beautiful late summer day and we strolled through the Laines in Brighton window shopping ending up on the beach watching the world go by.
Sunday my youngest son flew home from America. He has been away for two months on a deployment with the RAF. We drove up to his base to take him for lunch, we had a lovely catch up and heard all about his time away. By the time I got home, having negotiated the M25 and the M23, I couldn't be bothered to do anything. So here I am, 7pm on a Sunday evening, glass of wine in one hand and surfing the internet looking at books and stationery. on Amazon.
Tomorrow I plan on studying.... watch this space.