Weekend Delinquent.

Warm weather beckons. Stretching we leave our caves, dark places of cold and humidity. Slowly we emerge, white winter wraiths unused to the suns glare. Staggering blindly we timidly raise our heads to the light, an apparition in the bright blue sky. At first sluggish, then as the heat warms lethargic muscles, our stooped bodies liven ready to dance once again in the sun.

The weekends to do list has been left undone, hopefully the next week will see them done. The sun has been absent for too long in this neck of the woods, would have been a sin to stay home and do chores/work. That's my excuse and I am sticking to it. Now hopefully I can convince my boss of that.