Dear Sailor

Weekends, for me, are usually about recovering from the week before and re-energising for the week ahead. But I am not. Energised, I mean.

I worked Saturday morning and then for some wild reason I had volunteered to work Saturday afternoon as well, so I had a couple of hours break at home in the middle, part of which I spent watching Scott's soccer game, and then back to work until 8pm. I sat in front of my computer for 3 hours, not good. My eyes and butt were so sore by the time I left.

Working Saturday meant that the housework was saved for Sunday. yay. Being sans washing machine I had this brilliant idea that I would take the clothes to a self-service laundry. No-one told me they would be closed on a Sunday. Damn. I spent some time this afternoon hand washing uniforms so that we would all have something to wear for the next couple of days. I never thought I would find myself hand washing again, I haven't had to do it for a looong time, lol. My knuckles are a little raw.

My productiveness - I baked cookies and made sausage rolls, washed, went shopping, danced to the Wiggles and Hooley Dooleys with Matt, checked the worm farm (going well) and the veges (also going well), vacuumed (again! it is a daily de ja vu, lol).

Kids are good. Scott had TIm and Riku over last night, so they were noisy till the small hours of the morning. I really don't know where they find the energy. Will is fine. Matt is his usual gorgeous self.

Warwick visited today, on his motorbike!!! He got his bike on Wednesday, the same day he did his rider training, and got his license on Friday. He seems very confident.

your wife