Good Life: Extract the best out of life
If there was ever a weekend I was going to get things done, it had to be last weekend.
If there was ever a weekend I was going to get things done, it had to be last weekend. The sun was shining and, for some reason, I was not in a beer garden. I was home, in a clean-the-nest kind of mood, feeling uncharacteristically energetic. That was probably a side-effect of not having been to a beer garden in the first place.
Enjoying the sunshine, not so much "in the garden", but ...