And so, gasping with relief, we come to the weekend. After a whirlwind week at work, I am delighted with the weather forecast which promises rain, rain, and a little more rain to top it all off. I want to curl up with a stack of books somewhere and, counter to the social activities of the past few weekends, ignore all other humans. At least for Saturday. I might miss them by Sunday, but Saturday as a hermit sounds rather nice. Especially since I saw that my inter-library hold on a D.E. Stevenson book I haven’t read has just come in. This is clearly a sign that the universe supports my weekend plans.