I had a day out doing some sewing-related learning. Yes, it was a slight drive (about an hour and a quarter each way), and yes, I did have to concentrate, but even so...
I phoned DH just before I left to come home so he could order a takeaway (deliverto might be more of an accurate description) to coincide pretty much with my scheduled arrival. Two delivertos in two weeks, not exactly somethign to be proud of.
Ate food, watched one thing on TV, dozed off. Woke up an hour and a half later, got up and went to bed. I was just dozing off when the raido came on, signalling it was 10pm.
What a racy life, eh?