Last weekend was very busy.
Friday night I went to my cousins 21st and ended up getting smashed.
Saturday I worked all day and then when bed time came around I was so tired (hangover etc) that I didn't have a good sleep.
Sunday I got up early and did some shopping. 9am a friend arrives to put up framework for a few rooms under our house which I helped with all day.
Sunday night our friend and his wife stayed for dinner and we had a few drinks again so I went to bed half pissed...late.
Monday morning I woke up and wondered where my weekend went.
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