Bookwitch

And don’t even get me started on Christmas Day. That deep seated sense of insecurity, has me look closely at my statistics. Often. Saturdays make for the Alp look. During the week, when you all should be working, you read this blog. On Sundays, apart from yesterday, you also often read the witch’s scribbles. But what do you do on a Saturday? Shop? Clean? Talk to people?

I’m thinking of letting myself have a day off every week. Looks like it should be Saturdays. And maybe Christmas Day. Nearly all of you appeared to be doing other things that day. On the other hand; were it not for the Saturday dips, the stats wouldn’t display that encouraging rise during the week.

This would be a good time to ask if in the rest of the world you also have a “different” kind of weekend this weekend? In England we have Bank Holiday Monday today, which may well account for the sluggishness yesterday. And last Thursday and Friday I had to allow for the fact that many sensible countries had not just the First of May to consider, but it was Ascension Day as well. Followed by a Friday when no sensible person would work. If you knew how many times over the years in exile, that I have tried phoning businesses in the old country on a public holiday, forgetting, because the English don’t have it. Good thing blushes can’t yet be seen over the phone.

Time to walk Daughter to the “new pencil case” shop. Progress is when you can shop till you drop on Bank Holidays.