Decisions, decisions...

Have just returned home from dropping B at the bus staion to catch the 3pm bus back to Sydney.

I could spend the rest of the day doing this:

Or this:

This:

And mowing this:

No decision to be made, really. I mean the library book is due back on Tuesday and I waited three months to get to the top of the waiting list for it. It would be unfair to keep the next person waiting now wouldn't it?