I did nothing interesting over the weekend. Worked Saturday. Slept Sunday. Read Monday.
I had such good intentions. I even started cleaning a bit and did three or four loads of washing, but then I started reading the last book of the Mistborn series and next thing I knew it was 11 o'clock at night and I'd missed Good News Week.
I still have a bit of an eye strain headache cause I leave my glasses at work, so that I don't forget them.
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oh bugger
how embarrassment
sigh
So it just occurred to me I should put my glasses on, since I mentioned them and didn't see them on my desk, so of coruse the darn things were in my handbag all along and I could have worn them yesterday after all.
retreats muttering
Edit 7:53 pm: HA! Sister reading first book in series got so caught up she forgot to put glasses on too. So that proves I'm not just a dill - Brandon Sanderson is just too good. He needs to have more care of his readers. Probably I should write to him and ask him to put a warning at the beginning of his books reminding people to put their glasses on.
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