Early morning playdate, that isn’t starting so early anymore.

Had to wake up for this, and now the family in question is twenty minutes late, no word why. Oh well. Kids are a mess, and it’s pretty easy to get further, and further behind if one, or both have scattered like kittens in a pen. Can’t find shoes, no one wants to get dressed, where’s your toothbrush, and all manner of other fun options can come up when trying to get your kids out the door. Get dressed and ready to leave only to realize hair isn’t brushed yet. It cascades and collapses. Children are fun!

I’m sure they will be here sooner or later.

…and an hour later they turned up. All good. Apparently a gingerbread house build spiraled out of control as the roof collapsed under its own weight, and all track of time was lost in the ensuing melee. Fun with children!

So I don’t know if that means we go an hour over, or if the original time still stands, I don’t know. My wife planned & executed this playdate, so I’m clueless as to the where, when, and why’s. Not much I can do about it anyway, so go with the flow.

We were supposed to put up our Christmas tree yesterday, but I did my inlaw’s leaves by myself for nearly two hours. Filled a twenty foot trailer full of wet, heavy, snow laden leaves. Had to use a blue box because there was no chance I could lift a full garbage can up over my head into the trailer more than four, possibly fix times. I did the blue box fifty sixty times in two hours before the rain came. The rain was the problem. It was pouring down. I couldn’t get to the tree in the shed, and bring it inside without the tree getting soaked. It’s fifteen years old now, and 8 don’t fancy an electrical fire from an old wet faux tree.

However, it is not raining today, so once this play date is over I can fetch the tree, and we will decorate the living room for the holidays. We are waiting extra long this year to put up our tree. For the last few years it has gone up on the afternoon of November eleventh. It’s already the sixteenth with no tree in sight! What’s going on here!?!

Well now it’s snowing, so that might aid us in getting into the Christmas spirit. As long as it doesn’t turn into a downpour I can bring the tree in without issue.

I hope to get out on Monday morning to saw up some logs, and split wood for a bit. Get back into the swing of things. Whilst I love, need, want paid work, I also need to exercise to stay healthy, and keep myself from ballooning back up to 213 lbs or beyond. Which reminds me I need to extend my climbing membership because I haven’t gone in two or more weeks now. Going to lose my grip strength, and forearm endurance. Not to mention my agility, and flexibility will deteriorate with lack of use.

I can tell we are nearing winter because the moisture is disappearing from the outside air, and my hands are incredibly dry, yet I have no texture for grip at my finger tips.

Cracked but bald… Winter time, gotta love it. (Fig 1.)