Olympus Has Fallen

The girls are, as of this moment, are due to be back in school tomorrow. Whether or not that is actually going to be the case, we’ll probably not find out until we’re playing Boris Bingo at 8pm (or whatever). So that meant conquering the piles of clean laundry baskets that were perched in random locations around the house. Z was over helping his mother with something, so I managed to process my stuff, and nudge the girls to get their stuff processed as well. The white basket in the middle is stuff to pass on to charity, the red bin is my sock bin, and the one you can’t see under the bar of yellow is Z’s stuff to process. It’s amazing realising just how many pairs of socks you own once you start processing through them… *cough12handknitand20somethingstoreboughtcough*.

Past that, not much. We’re back at work as of this week (from home still, obvs) whatever the case is with the girls and school, but I still took my normal Monday. I almost swapped it for tomorrow since like, the girls won’t be here? But eh. The zen of poking at numbers and the quieter rooms will be nice.

Right, back to sockery, gamery, and dinner-y.

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