Doorbell rang at 4pm. I'd already received the groceries, and the parcel we were expecting came hours before. I almost didn't answer because I thought it was my neighbour who pops in about once a week to visit and I was just about to catch up on Handmaid's Tale... but I guilted myself into getting the door. It was my husband home early, armed with bags of groceries, and the news that he was given the rest of the day and his half day on Saturday off. Unexpected 3-day weekend!
Now we are drinking boozed-up coffee and playing backgammon. Joy!