I am still sorting Lego. It is a Herculean task, but I will prevail. With broken nails and fingers with permanent dents in them from breaking bricks apart, but I will get to the end.
Nothing happened today. I took the kids to school, came home and went back to sleep. I woke up and five minutes later Mum rang so I talked to her, then went and picked up the kids from school. Discovered that somewhere in the fog Emma gave me a sports day form that I had failed to fill in so we had to go to the office and do that so she can go and play sports tomorrow. Sorted more lego. Felt sick with being so tired. Waited for Troy to get home with fish and chips. The most exciting thing that happened all day was talking to mum and watching Godzilla eat his dogfood.
I wrote that earlier. Troy came home with the fish and chips and with the official program for the UFC on Saturday. Because he was still in the city for his financial planning school he walked up to Fed Square on his lunch hour to see the open training. He got to watch Joanna Jedrzejczyk do hers, and although he didn’t get to stay and watch Ronda’s training he saw her for a moment anyway. I would have loved to go so much, but the chances of me being able to get myself together enough to get into the city and handle the crowds is about as much as getting to the moon. Anyway, we’ve worked out where we’re going to go and watch it on the Saturday. Our t-shirts haven’t arrived and I feel that I haven’t reached full bogan status without it, but we will see. Fingers crossed they get delivered tomorrow.