I was obviously tired last night. I fell asleep while reading on the couch last night, and woke up just in time for my walking alarm to go off. I was up, so I walked. Mrs Magill, having missed her walking alarm (me), did not get up, so Chloé and I went solo, much to Chloé’s disappointment.
Last night was grocery date night. We procured provisions from Wally World and Costco, stopping for dinner at Squeaky’s Whataburger. He was busy at the drive through, so we didn’t bug him. We have a ham for Easter, and I grabbed some spuds so I can try FCM’s recipe.
I have my cataract surgery pre-op testing in a bit. I keep looking at the traffic, and it’s not getting any better.
Definitely the “real” London. Now you know why I’m hot to chaperone. We have a travel company lined up who is doing the heavy lifting when it comes to the logistics of moving 150+ students plus some family members. The director has been working on this since this summer, and she’s a former logistics NCO, so I have confidence.
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This is a first for me. Thank you. Yet another first this week. The other one was using she/her pronouns without realizing. Damnit! I’m tearing up again. You all are too kind to me. 