Back To Normal

And my weekend starts. Oh, it is so nice to be back to a normal week. Not that it was hard working 5 days, but two days off isn't much. The weekend is so short that way.

It is good that Boris is back. She had a nice time while she was away, so that is the main thing. Good for her. And you know, I almost mean that. Ha ha. No, I do. If you can fake sincerity, you will go far in life.

I haven't joined a gym. I haven't even looked into it. But those things don't take all that long, do they? No. I have a gym in mind, the one closest to home. What other criteria is there? Now, I just have to go and enquire. So, I have a week to get my shit together. They used to make you do tests, back when I used to go to the gym. I wonder if they still do?

Anyway, now I get to do all those things that I'd normally do on my days off. To start with, I am taking Bruno to the eye doctor tomorrow, way out in the outer suburbs, so there is something that will get done, crossed off the list, as they say.

The roofing man is finally coming tomorrow too, so that's a good thing too. What did he say in the beginning? He'd be here in 8 weeks. And I think that was in April. Good old tradies, huh?

I poured with rain today, though, so we'll see if it rains tomorrow.

So, that will be crossed off the list too.

Now, for that Tattslotto win, you know, so I can cross that off the list too. 😄