If Yodel manages to deliver the books I wouldn't have ordered had I known they were using bloody Yodel for the delivery, I will be spending the good bits of my weekend reading Harrow The Ninth and Nona The Ninth by Tamsyn Muir, and hopefully catching up on sleep.
The rest of my weekend is going to be spent waiting by the door for Yodel to post their "sorry we missed you!" equivalent through the letterbox, and then catching up on housework.