When I was a student of French I loved the word..épuisée. It said so much more than an English word could convey. Yesterday I was totally épuisée-ed meaning it was time for a cup of tea, a chocolate digestive and a good afternoon on the couch.
I wasn't physically tired. I had gotten up early and cleaned the daylights out of the house for about three hours before I gave in to the need just to sit. That's a YouTube fire. It was gray and rainy and chilly and I needed to cozy up to get through the rest of the day.
The past week was a tough one on so many levels so spending the day catching up on my reading was a treat. I'm still reading my way through my pandemic purchases of the Little House series and a whole lot of Nancy Drew books. I said I was only going to read a chapter of each but I couldn't put them down once I started. The entire day got away from me.
It's quite strange that I am sitting in a room that is filled with bags and boxes of books I am going to donate while at the same time I am exploring some books I just bought from eBay. I had been borrowing these from the library but I could never finish them in time so I went ahead and got my own copies.
I also got a few chapters into this one. I found it in the Little Lending Library in front of the produce store and it's a gem. Half cookbook and half hilarious anecdotes-it's "a must have if you're planning on up and dying anytime soon". I guess it never hurts to be ready.