I feel absolutely wiped out. Got nothing of importance to do this week, we're eating basic easy meals that don't need fancy cooking, not doing much in the way of housework, other than washing and keeping things tidy(ish). The only big thing is husband's prostate test on Thursday - he's going by himself as he's likely to be there for several hours and we don't like to leave Betty alone for too long. Not that she's any trouble - she isn't, she just sleeps, I just don't like leaving her alone for ages. He's been told he can drive himself home and says I don't need to be with him, he'll be fine on his own.
It's wet, windy and cold out so I don't feel like going out anywhere, not that I feel very sociable anyway. I'm just spending time sitting in my recliner chair, doing a bit of mindless crocheting with the radio on, or lying on the bed reading when husband's got the TV on with daytime rubbish downstairs. I just haven't got the energy or inclination to do anything else, my body and mind seem to be telling me they need a break. So that's what I'm doing - having a break. For as long as it takes.