Kids are starting to run out of steam – for the 2yo that means having a book read to her, for 11yo it means strutting about like Kevin the Teenager from back when Harry Enfield was funny. Pouting because he’s missed Doctor Who despite the fact he knows full well it’s on the iPlayer and he’s been glued to his Xbox since 8am.
FiL came for lunch, he’s quiet and introverted like me so we get on fine.
I’ve done the dishes and degreesed the kitchen – there’s a huge amount of left-overs from yesterday’s party and stuff that’s not even opened – it’s got a few days before it’s recycled, shameful waste but we ‘had’ to get it or Xmas would be ruined.
Mums tomorrow, Wife might join us later but she’s working tomorrow – 3 days of over eating and unwanted social interaction – I could do with a nice long ride and a dose of picolax – can’t do either this week so I’ll punish myself in the gym on the 27th instead.