It is 11.10 am on a windy Tuesday morning and I am already out of things to do to kill time before the brothers come back home from school. Woke up at 6.15 am before dawn to prepare breakfast (which is just milo, most of the time) for them > got down to the gym for (almost) an hour's workout > came back home, rest and did a bit of housework and tidying up > now. No one is home; I haven't even bathed yet and I feel like I'm about to zone out and retreat to slumberland.
I finally got to see Sharon after 70-odd days. Feels good to be able to talk to her and catch up on everything we each had missed out on. Went to swim at her place yesterday morning and we swam laps, except I hadn't had my goggles on because I couldn't be bothered to dig it out of my closet after not swimming since... 2 years ago. I think I looked like a blind frog gasping for air.
Guess I'm gonna freshen up now and then answer my body's urgent call to hit the sack.
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