I had a grand plan for this weekend. I'd do a deep cleaning, sort through my wardrobe for the season 👗, finally wash the windows, and go for an evening walk in the park. So, I ended up watching a new detective series in the background while I cooked dinner and washed the dishes. And that was it... I completely disappeared from society!

The plot was so gripping that I couldn't tear myself away, even for a minute. Each episode ends on the most intriguing moment, and you sit on the couch and think, "Just one more episode and I'm definitely going to bed; I have a ton of things to do tomorrow." I finally came to my senses when the streets outside were already beginning to dawn 🌅 and the first birds were singing, and the final credits of the final season were rolling on the screen 🙈

Saturday and Sunday flew by in bed with cups of cold tea, cookie crumbs, and tousled hair 🛌 My conscience, of course, is gnawing at me a little for my completely disrupted routine and unfulfilled plans, but how much emotion and pleasure I got from watching! Now I urgently need at least eight hours of sleep to become human again 😴