I work full time, kids all grown.
Cleaned house and shopped yesterday but did sit around late afternoon reading.
this morning DH is pottering downstairs, I’m still in bed reading. DH has no problem with this (brings me a tea every now and again) I’m lovely and warm (no heating on in the house), dog tucked up alongside me.
Why can’t I just relax and enjoy without feeling guilty that I should be DOING something constructive.
Someone make me feel ok about being in bed at this time of day please!