The title is a play on words because the young Frenchman working here has been curious about the phrase "Thank God it's Friday" and because I had a slightly larger amount of red wine this evening which left me feeling a little high for a bit.
So today has been quite a Friday. I didn't get a whole lot of sleep last night...at least compared to how well I have been sleeping. But I was lucky because I was told yesterday evening that I wouldn't have any work to do until 2:30. Of course, being the obsessively active person I am, I did some weeding this morning and then decided to do some running. For me, it is important to get the same amount of activity done each day no matter how refreshed I feel in the morning.
None of you are going to envy the next part of my day. They had me clean pigeon shit out of one of the attics, then mop the stairs to the attic. After an hour or 90 minutes of that, I vacuumed, washed and waxed a wardrobe. When done, I had a good amount of red wine when someone brought out clippers for me to use and, after explaining what needed doing, she had said I could do the job when I want.
After enjoying a good conversation with the 2 Workaway people and one of the daughters of the family, me and the daughter were called away to help in the field. On the way there I was laughing at how they were asking a tipsy person (me) to try to do work. It ended up going well and was easy but when I returned the older guy working here said I look a bit "peaky" and told me to lie down until dinner. So, here I am blogging in bed. It's possible this is all gibberish and that between the wine and the extra work, I've lost my mind altogether. Mind you, for most, it wasn't a lot of wine, just one decent sized glass of French red wine.
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