Somehow I have managed to pull a chirpy week out of one that looked like a slug going in. Oddly, the transformation involved a complete sacrifice of both knitting and the leisurely use of a sunny day; a meeting that would have tied up much of yesterday (while affording some standing around and knitting time) was canceled, and I magically found the energy to pack a week's worth of errands and chores into the day instead.
This means that today I get to enjoy a clean house plus several hours of visiting with my best friend who's in town, and stop into the Posh Grocer's for another tin of Scottish breakfast tea, and - if I can figure out a stealthy route from here to there and back again - drive to the cafe that sells pineapple danishes because I haven't had one in years and suddenly miss them quite despairingly.
Probably all at the expense of socks before sundown, but if I do get my mitts on a pineapple danish, I'm okay with that. I must really have needed this little holiday!