"So what do you do when you're not working?"

I work three days a week and do absolutely nothing else on those days.  My very-physical job totally drains me of all energy. Even talking on the phone feels like an effort.

So I'm sometimes asked what I do on the other four days. An honest answer would be, "Depends on the month." 

Aside from taking long bubble baths, reading, running errands, and wearing comfortable shoes so my feet can recover (I've never been so focussed on feet as I am now), I do a lot in the four days since I last worked.

I see five movies:

The first two I watch alone on Monday —

• Film Stars Don't Die in Liverpool  (the lead character wastes away from cancer which kind of ruins it for me).
• The Killing of a Sacred Deer (creepy and disturbing).

On Tuesday, Jill comes over and we watch two, half movies:

• The Lies We Tell (too many plots to care about any).
• Their Finest (cute but not that interesting).

The next day I watch the second half of the two movies Jill and I couldn't finish. They don't improve.

But tonight I see a screening of The Disaster Artist with Shari. It surprises us both — it's very funny, cleverly-written, and James Franco is brilliant in the title role.

I see The Children with a friend-who-doesn't-like-being-named-in-my blog and Zelia. It's a very long, one-act play about a catastrophic event. And if that isn't depressing enough, it suggests that if you're over 50, your life is pretty much over anyway, so why not volunteer for a job that will kill you from radiation so someone younger doesn't have to take that job?

I also have:

One conference call and one in-person meeting for BAFTA.

A dermatologist's appointment where I'm told, when asked: "You're losing your upper lids." I know, I know. But it's still something I don't like hearing, even if I do ask.

A manicure where I opt for a dark shade then immediately wish I'd gone with my usual Ballet Slippers or Limo-scene.

I even prepare 11.5 dozen chocolate chip cookies using my sister Jean's amazing recipe and then freeze the cookies without baking them. I'll do that before I serve them on Monday. This feels like a major accomplishment as I rarely bake.

So yes, I was busy is the correct answer to the question, "What did you do this week?"

Ask me again in two weeks. My answer then will be very different.