Clawing Back Those 40 Winks

No rest for the wicked, even on a Sunday. Got up at the crack of dawn to open the cafe and work until the sun started to set. I was legitimately contemplating rolling my hat over my eyes and getting an extra 40 winks during my break, but I spent my half-hour researching sofas instead. Once I kicked off my shoes and got home I found Rebecca asleep in the flat, we're both tuckered out after a long and arduous week so we watched The Terminal to switch off l. It was way better than I remembered too! Made for a nice little respite before I'm back to it again tomorrow.