Greetings and salutations 馃尀
My body is unhappy about the last two days of workouts. Every muscle screamed at me when I got up, and protested being forced to function after eight hours.
Today, food shopping. We’re not buying anything super interesting, and there won’t be a trip up to the Indian market. I can’t make the shopping list until we decide what the week’s dinners will be, so that’s next on the agenda. The rest of the day is boring. I’ve got to set up my planner for the week, I need to pay the bills I’m responsible for handling, and I might catch a nap under a mountain of blankets and cats. He wants to make “fried pumpkin pie”.
It’ll be a boring Sunday, which is just how I like it. It’s back to work tomorrow, and reality sucks sometimes.
