23-01-02 - Monday - Christmas Dregs

Another quiet day. These days where we are still not back at work and have no "official" duties or tasks are quite confusing and mundane; I think I will need to have a plan for when I retire, because every day could soon begin to look like Christmas dregs. 

I went for my first run of 2023, and took back some slippers that were too small to TK Maxx. I swapped a top that was too big for me at H&M. TW rearranged the contents of the "summer house" because she likes to keep herself busy. She also cooked a lovely roast that we should have had on Sunday, but the girls had decided to bake a "deaf, mute and blind" cake, that is: one of them couldn't see, one of them couldn't hear, and one of them couldn't talk. It was quite funny to listen to the "deaf" one shouting, but they swore a lot. The cake was delicious. 

Anyway we had the roast and then went to bed rather early. Can't believe we're actually  back to work tomorrow. It'll be nice to have some structure to the day. 

TTFN. 

23-01-01 - Sunday - Happy New Year

Well, well, well. Here we are then, in the future - 2023. Happy New Year to us all. Today was a Sunday so we didn't have much on. It was nice waking up sober, as we had a very quiet and dry New Year's Eve. We actually struggled to stay up until midnight, my eyelids were certainly very heavy at times...

TE had arranged to exercise at the rugby club with a friend, so TW & I took the mutt for a muddy walk which she (the dog) enjoyed. Luckily the rain stayed away, although this festive period has been mostly grey, damp and mild. 

I did a small bit of tidying and TW took down the Christmas decorations. We had two trees this year, which was maybe extravagant, but it was the first Christmas in our new house and we did have 13 house guests, as TW's family all came to stay. It was a brilliant Christmas, I really like all of her family, and she enjoyed it too.

After dinner (a lovely butternut squash risotto) the girls watched Glee and TW & I did some financial planning, which has set us up for the year, I reckon. It's almost an annual tradition now. Another sober evening, and then off to bed. 

TTFN.