My
day of bumming around the house catching up on rest and viewing some flicks
morphed rapidly into an active day of shopping, tidying and sorting. What made
everything change? My wife got up, armed with a bad mood and her own plan of
what our Saturday should involve. Sometimes, as a married man, you just have to
give up and get on with it, and today was quite definitely one of those days.
I’d
like to think that my efforts over the past ten hours or so might lead to me
being allowed to chill a bit throughout Sunday, but with the way Philippa’s
mind seems to be working at the moment I expect I’ll be given a list of chores
longer than the original unedited draft of the Bible.
RC 26-5-18
2245 BST
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