Things will be busy, what with the resolutions and all.
Manfriend and I have decided that today will be a day of 'deep relaxation'. After pilates* we are donning 'relaxing pants' (a.k.a sweat pants). Getting new mohair blanket out.
There will be tea drinking, book reading, movie watching. The last day of true indulgence.
Does it mean you are old when the above activities are considered 'true indulgence'???
--ABB suddenly flashes back to her reckless youth and shakes her head.--
Well my life expectancy got a little longer when I changed that definition I suppose.
*Update post pilates: the instructor actually taught the class to the entire Dirty Dancing soundtrack. It just doesn't seem right to be doing boat pose to "She's Like the Wind". I was giggling a lot. Couldn't help myself! And squats to "Yes!" I had to hold back from throwing some arms in. You just can't tease a girl with partial dance moves to that kind of music. I have a hard enough time not going into the side-step when I am running.
"She leads me to moonlight, only to burn me with the sun..."