Bedtimes

We didn't go to bed till three last night, so getting up this morning full of beans and ready for ten sun salutations or an fym workout just wasn't gonna happen. I crawled up at ten to seven,with sore eyes and no zest for life; Gus was still in bed so I had a little chat with him and offered him scrambled egg immediately. The big two got off in time for the bus and the little two were late for school which was entirely my fault for not being ready to take on house which is almost two hours drive from here. (Normally we wouldn't contemplate going that far but it is for a friend.) Anyway, apart from the strength and stamina thing going by the wayside we did manage to achieve what we were supposed to. Nice house too, but quite a schlepp from here if anyone ever wants to view it.

Fred rather pointedly asked me if we could get to school on time tomorrow! Just to be sure I'm off to bed now. It's ten to ten. This is almost unheard of!