Well, it wasn’t much sleeping in, but it sure was nice. I’m thankful for coffee and tea together on the balcony and a pancake breakfast and getting ready slowly. I’m grateful for making the phone calls and organising the stuff and cooking the pasta and writing the lists. I’m grateful to be able to walk to work. I’m glad we did our grocery shop and got almost all the things we needed. I’m grateful for how quiet the shops are at 7pm on a Monday night.