The long weekend

I'm feeling totally rested but not overly motivated re. work. Still, I've already gone through all my emails and work backlog. Will have to start writing the quarterly report today, which might account for the lack of motivation. At least a bit.
As usual, when Janine arrives it takes the weather about a day to realize she's here and get the rain started. This time was of course no exception. At least there was no snow. I think she really ought to turn that ability into a source of income and reguarly travel to the driest zones of the globe -- they'd worship her as a goddess and pay her copious amount of money. But at least we got in a nice stroll through the city centre and lunch at Gino's on Friday, right before a thunderstorm (yes, she's that good) forced us to return home.
On Thursday we went out for dinner with Irene and Alexandra, and on Friday with Irene.
Saturday was... strange. I'd intended to go to the gym in the morning, since Janine sleeps till 12 or 1 anyway, but somehow couldn't bring myself to go. Spent the day in a blue funk until I realized that I just didn't want to go to the bloody ball. It was a mix of many reasons, I guess -- probably the last bit of lingering Mr H-related feelings, the fact that I just didn't feel like styling up and going out and dancing, and I'm afraid also that thoughtless comment made about a month ago by some acquaintance re. her and "others" assuming I was gay. Loath though I am to admit it, but that really got to me more than I'd expected.
So I didn't go to the ball -- once the decision and the call to Alexandra had been made, I felt much better.
Sunday was nice, too cold and rainy to go out, but I played 2 hrs tennis and cooked a rather memorable dinner. Afterwards I loaded the dishwasher, switched it on and... the closing mechanism didn't work. I tried this and that, but in the end I had to unload it and wash all those ghastly sticky pots and plates by hand, accompanied by much swearing. Funnily enough, yesterday the closing mechanism worked again. I'm not sure why the universe needed me to do the washing up by hand, but I'm sure some horrible crisis was averted by this heroic sarcifice.
Yesterday was a good day, too. After seeing Janine off I went to play tennis, then home to shower and change, and then met friend Erin for after-work (for her) drinks.

I just realized I haven't yet finished the Deadly Sins meme, so here's the last item on the list:
Day 1- Pride. Seven great things about yourself.
Day 2- Greed. Seven worldly material desires.
Day 3- Wrath. Seven things that piss you off.
Day 4- Sloth. Seven things you neglect to do.
Day 5- Envy. Seven qualities you lack and covet.
Day 6- Gluttony. Seven guilty pleasures.
Day 7- Lust. Seven love secrets

( A bit lame, as love secrets go... )