It's Saturday 26th May. I slept like a log and my alarm woke me just before 6am. I rose with purpose, had lots to fit in. I jogged for an hour then did 15 minutes of toning by which time the sweat was dripping off me and my hair was curlier than you would believe. Shame it was so full of sweat and in need of a wash, or I could have gone out with it looking as it did.
I headed for coffee and after a chat with the Barista's, no sooner had I parked my bottom and thought, must text God-daughter and email sister V, than said sister phoned me! Weird huh? Anyway, she was phoning to tell me that her son, my nephew, had found a property, his bid had been accepted, and he'd moved in! All happened in about 4 weeks. Really pleased for him and it was great to hear from my sister, we haven't spoken for months, she sounded exhausted but happy.
After shopping and recycling, I got home to complete 4 hours of gardening, (arms are still shaking,) followed by an hour of window cleaning. Never got to actual "housework." I'll have to give it a quick once over tomorrow before I'm back in work on Monday. I have no more elbow grease left in me today, it was all I could do to get the streaks off the window panes.
Weather is glorious again, hot but with a breeze, the best kind of weather. I've sent my nephew CJ a text to say, I know you invited me round tomorrow for coffee but it's the Monaco Grand Prix, (which he'll want to watch,) so if he wants to ditch me until next week... that's okay, still waiting to hear back from him. And I've sent my niece / God-daughter a text. Been too long since I touched base, waiting to hear back from her.
I feel like I'm spinning several plates in the air today but so far... none have smashed, yet... I am bragging. Oh, also took the scissors to my hair again earlier, Louise, (hairdresser,) will kill me. I'm feeling exhausted and gazing at a pure blue sky. It's the Eurovision song contest tonight which no doubt I'll see all or at least some of, come on Englebert. I'm covered in scratches, punctures, scrapes, and my arms feel like they'll drop off, but I feel great. Where is my bed?
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