Friday and I wake late, take my vitals and head for breakfast. I have nothing on my to do list that can not wait. The result is that I spend a lot of time in the garden, clearing paths and taking stock. There is a quick jaunt to the village shop for a paper and treats. So I garden and crossword my day away until the evening when I dine and watch a new TV drama series. Its not an exciting, creative or productive day but a day that gives me rest. So I draft the blog late before my meds and beds. This is terrible I feel I am slipping into some sort of sleep walking through my life and not paying attention. Tomorrow I must awake up.