are best spent sleeping late, watching tv and never getting out of your PJs. This is also the ideal way to get over a cold.
Today, I have already made the mistake of doing 45 minutes of yoga and then taking a shower. I definitely ruined all chances of having a relaxing weekend. Who am I? Who is this person in my bathrobe? I fear I was abducted by aliens and reprogrammed. (Not to worry, I still love cheese. I just had a piece of aged cheddar that my friend brought me from London and I loved every bite thank you). If I go jogging tomorrow and post it to Facebook using my something-or-another-tracker-app, you’ll know. Why is there no app for hours spent on the couch? “Anca just spent 11 hours on the couch in her PJs”. Beat that!