This place is in complete disarray.
My ex came by to watch the pets whilst we were gone, and helped out by buying the boys new beds (a good thing) and re-arranging things (a ... thing?). I will be cleaning up and finishing her half-started projects all weekend. Six and a half years after splitting up. (Insert a thousand exclamation marks here.)
More on that later...
My first thought this morning was that I hate this place. It's so dry. My throat and nose feel raw, and they were fine just a day ago in a warmer, moister climate.
My second thought was after looking at the scale. Amazing! Despite a rather unmanaged diet while on the trip, and five pieces of really thick pizza last night, my weight is *exactly* the same as when I left. Even my percentage of fat is the same. That's really weird. Good, but weird...
Anyway, this morning I'm catching up on 10 days of soccer and work e-mails...
More on that later too... :)
No comments:
Post a Comment