progress? holiday?

I think I have a problem recognising achievement, or having fun  or something.

I am on holiday supposedly. Well I wasn't at work. So today I:
-did a load of laundry
-scrubbed the front wall in preparation for painting, whew, tiring
-repotted my lemon tree, looks great.
-repotted 8 other plants
-planted punnets of snow peas and marigolds
-planted seeds of rocket, coriander and curly mustard (what splodgenoodles gave me ages ago)
-put down compost on the herb garden
-read the new IKEA catalogue
-made lemongrass tea-finally-very nice. My own lemongrass and everything.
-finished wizard_foots new book-fabulous
-walked out for coffee, bought fruit
still felt rather unsatisfied so I
-sewed a motif  of quilt
-ironed a stack of stuff
-washed the dishes
-drank a glass of wine
felt somewhat better. Still in a state of worry that there will not be enough holiday. At some point I need to work up the gumption to tackle the party planning.  At least the excellent R&J are bringing stuff and looking after the cake, bless their socks.

Now somehow it has got to 19:30. Not sure how that happened. What next? book, wine, dinner, couch in some sort of order I suspect.

strange and beautiful pasta

Ok, funkiest thing that has happened all day. I just made dinner. Boiled up some saffron angelhair pasta that hd been languishing in the pantry. Rolling boil, softened pasta... formed a perfect radial donut thing. Physics in action, beautiful. The world (maybe him upstairs?) works in lovely ways sometimes.