Sometimes I think that Saturdays are too easy. With the kids busy with their own things these days, Nick and I make a very smug cozy couple. Sickening, but true.
We did that most coupleish of things, and hung new bedroom curtains, bought at a bargain price from Ikea last week. They look all fresh and clean. It made me think that I should have a go at having a major and long overdue clear-out. I haven't really done one since we moved in over eight years ago and have more clothes than I'll ever use in sizes ranging from 12 to 24, also hundreds of magazines and books that I'll never read again. Shoes too. I don't know why I kept them, there are some truly disgusting specimens. So, if I can keep my energy up, maybe next week.
I'm starting to feel the benefit of the healthier diet that Nina has been encouraging. Not a single french fancie in two weeks. Fresh fruit & veg every day. No takeaways. Wow, I'm good. As long as you don't count the McDonalds I had today. I would like to be thinner and fitter for interview in September/October. I might manage it. We need to be a bit more careful with money anyway, as we've made the decision to get a loan for double glazing. Scary thought. I hate loans.
In the light of the health kick, Nina and I went for a walk around the Memorial Park. That was nice and cozy too.
So, a slow day, but good. I wouldn't remember it if it wasn't for writing this, and yet it was a happy one. Ordinary happy family days don't make a good story, or even memories. It was special though.
The picture above is an old one of Richard Herring. Since I'm obsessed with him at the moment, I thought I'd go the whole hog. I've no idea why he is pictured in a bath with sweets.
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