fightingthecage | It is cold

Last week was very relaxing for me because mother was in Maderia and therefore, no stressful phone calls or emails. It strikes me as odd that she should have been back yesterday and there has not yet been any contact made. Then again, it could be a two week holiday and then it strikes me that I should probably know that. Ah well. I lose at being a good daughter.

I went to bed at 19:30 last night. It was weird. Today my body hates me because of all today's gym work on top of yesterdays but it's just going to have to deal with it. I am too busy planning what do during half-term next week. Evie has to go to nursery regardless - or rather, I have to pay for it regardless, so she's going - so I have completely free time! I think a trip to the new real-snow ski slope in Manchester might just have to occur and also it's high time my hockey skates were broken in. Hurrah! I might even venture out on my bike, I can say that with complete confidence because this is a week away and therefore, I have plenty of time to talk myself out of it.

Now I just have to talk myself out of not going to bed stupidly early again. *yawns* Hmmm. On the other hand, why deny what the body is saying? That's just rude.