Woke before dawn and got up to do some computer work before everyone woke up. Discovered my cookbook had gone to #1 on Amazon Australia and #4 in the UK.
The Little Sister woke and we went back to bed for a cuddle. We got up again when she squirmed so much I thought she’d wake Bearhands. Snuck out of the house and drove to a point on the farm where I thought we could watch the sunrise. When we got there we were thwarted by cloud. Came back inside and sat quietly drinking coffee/hot chocolate. The Big Sister woke up and within ten minutes they’d commenced their daily bickering.
I did an online Over 55s weight class, using tonic bottles as my hand weights. My body was confused by the absence of gin and lemon.
After breakfast Bearhands took the girls outside to weed the pool area. There was likely more grumbling than weeding, but it gave me the chance to clean the kitchen (which always seems to have the remnants of the previous meal/be in the construction stages of the next at the moment.) Bearhands headed out just before lunch. The girls watched Night at the Museum 2, then we we baked biscuits. Scrounged in the back of the fridge for something to decorate them and found a packet of chocolate stars left over from decorating my friend Soni’s birthday cake. What I wouldn’t give to share a few bottle of bubbles and a cake with her now!
Played eleventy billion games of Hungry Hippos with the girls.
Life Lesson #18: Playing a board game with one kid is like animal enrichment. Playing with more than one is like entering the tiger enclosure with sardine oil on your boots.
Sunset driving lesson in the paddock.
Bearhands cooked a big Good Friday fish fry-up for dinner. In our family “Why would you go out?” is the response when you’re served something delicious. Seems redundant now.
Felt melancholy going to bed. I recognise the feeling - it’s loneliness. I’ve been in self isolation before (twice after the treatment I had for MS) and previously I’ve cured it by in-real-life catch ups with friends. Instead I lined up to FaceTime a mate for a wine tomorrow.
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