I've done loads of housework today, including washing and changing 3 lots of bedding. Luckily after a massive downpour the sun came out this afternoon and it was windy enough to get a couple of loads dried outside.
I've ordered myself a music theory book off Amazon, as instructed by niece/teacher and also this WW2 diary. I've been looking for something like the Nella Last diaries for a while and having read a couple of pages of this on Amazon's 'Look Inside' I think this will be perfect.
This afternoon I had my hair cut, then did a Thomas, (without the moaning) and jumped straight into the shower. Mark was doing the school run and I seriously considered getting into my PJ's but 3pm in the afternoon seemed a bit slobby, even by my standards.
Sadie quite rightly pointed out yesterday that I need to focus on the lycra for Lanzarote so I've sent in the food equivalent of the SAS to combat the vanilla crown that fell into my mouth yesterday; a haddock fishcake and healthy salad. I need to make a bigger salad in future though. Mark and Amy dived into it as well which meant my portion was much smaller than anticipated.
I reckon I burned a few calories last night at dancing. We waltzed around the floor to 3 songs, did the dreaded cha cha cha and also the full Tango sequence. I got all giggly when my leg had to go in between Mark's, although his once uncontrollable desire for me seems to have disappeared as he looked right through me and with great concentration counted his way through the dance.
Not that I'm bothered really. In all honesty clicky hips, bad backs, aching feet and too much weight means our passionate tango days are well and truly over. I'm happy to settle for growing old together. Notice I didn't use the word gracefully!