I seem to have got the weekend just about right. It contained the right amount of domestic stuff, the right amount of cooking, the right amount of walking, the right amounts of reading and geeking and people and so on. It's a difficult balance to hit, and I suspect that it's impossible to get it by trying; it just has to happen accidentally. So I've come into this morning alive and awake and ready to do stuff, and have ploughed through half of my to-do list for the day already. It's good.
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