I got up late again, rubbish! Luckily, Freddie was an early bird again and I was up by 6:14, but not proud of this!
Nearly time to switch off, but I competed setup mission 3:
And had a pretty productive day generally (helped by an unheard-of 3 hour nap by Jake!). Had a nice celebratory dinner with Mister which was rather marred (or possibly improved?!… the dust is yet to settle…) by a pretty deep discussion about my walkoveriness and the fact I refuse to ask for help.
Anyhow, got my checklist done before bed, now I’m going to turn everything off and get to bed. I’m going to nail it at 6am tomorrow, promise!
Life Game 101 
Bordering on the Ridiculous
Thought the day was going pretty well – I’m really enjoying the new routines and schedule, mostly because I don’t have to think too hard and nothing takes very long – and then got to the point when I realised that I was ironing the shirt that Mister wore for work yesterday! Normally I’m hurrying to iron him a work shirt before he gets up of a morning, and now I’m so up to date that the only shirt not hanging ironed in his wardrobe is the one he’s actually wearing! Almost fainted…