Once in P.E in primary school, on one occasion that I didn’t have a letter excusing me from class, we played netball. Five minutes in to the game and the teacher told me I could sit it out. I hadn’t asked to…
I’d been trying to prevent my own team from scoring. Who knew there was a way of telling them apart? The rest of high school goes along the same lines.
I’m more suited to solitary pursuits.
Lee’s alarm went off at five this morning. I didn’t hear it or notice until he got up. He was away to the airport before six and I went back to bed, missing him already. I hate it when he has to go away.
I have the rest of this evening stretching out ahead of me and a to-do-list to check off…so I think I’ll get to it.