So Friday’s mornings we have swimming lessons at 0900 hrs meaning we have to leave the house, fed and changed at 0845. This morning we slept in until 0820, now the drama would not have occurred if I had been able to find the top to my bathers but they had gone through the wash and gotten lost in the great pile of clothes. So I was rushing around going crazy until Husband walked in, it must be noted here that he is not usually a good finder of objects, and casually said, ‘Oh is this what you were looking for?’ It surely was. We quickly jumped in the car and ended up only a couple of minutes late. After half an hour of singing and swinging Wrigglebot around in the water added to that having to squat most of the time to be at the right height, I was exhausted.

I got Wrigglebot changed with only a little difficulty and then we headed home. As I entered our street I saw Lorraine, our killer chook, parading around our neighbour’s front yard. I had flashbacks of watching Anne and Diana trying to get the cow from Mrs Lyn’s prize cabbages. I just prayed that Husband was still home. I came up the drive, ran inside and sure enough he was still there to save the day so he headed out with a broom and had me stand in strategic positions, anyways eventually he got Lorraine back into our yard.

Well, it is just after ten o’clock and that is it so far, I have a headache and I am going to have a nap.

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