Exhausted. I haven’t stopped today. A school run, some exercise (working off this grumpy knee), a mention from Chris Hawkins on 6Music, another school run, a long and very enjoyable (but my knee was adamant that it was very long) wander round the Waterfront, shopping, another school run, sort the dishwasher, another school run, driving practice to Rondebosch without consulting the cricket fixture list (argh!), a drive to Dodgeball, forgot the Dodgeball pump (not me), turn around and come home (me), another drive to Dodgeball, watch Dodgeball, drive home again, make dinner, eat dinner, help with physics homework, exercise the beagle around the block while looking for bits of my knee on the road, help with French homework, a few little jobs…
…write a blog post.
21,000+ steps have been and gone.
I am knackered.
Heading now for a warm football match and a glass of Roy.
Tomorrow promises to be equally busy, but surely that can’t happen, right?
Right?