mini-moan: the decider

Today I had a bit of a lie in and didn't get out of bed until the dog woke me at 9:30am.
I looked out of the French doors into the garden, the sun was shining, the sky was blue, the weather was glorious. I really must make the most of this glorious day. What can I do? Where can I go?
Thinking felt like too much hard work so I ended up doing nothing, it might as well be raining.