I was about to ride home from work yesterday when I realised that the broken lifts meant I needed the door lock combination from the stairwell to the basement. That code was in my old phone. So I hunted for someone that might know it. Texted Mike. No response. Went to find the receptionist. She wasn't there. But 10 new grads were. So someone asked if I could take them to level 1. Fortunately Mike texted me the number then. So I went down the stairs with 10 grads trailing behind, stringing out. By the time I got to level 1, there was only one grad behind me. I think I may have lost 9 grads. Uh oh.
Mike then texted me that he was driving home and did I want a lift. Sure! I rode up Bowen St and up The Terrace to the car park. I rode around looking for the car. Couldn't find it. And then I noticed a car pacing behind me. Stalking me. I stopped and looked. It was Mike, grinning from ear to ear. We put my bike on and drove home.
I cooked tea while the boys mowed the lawn. Yes, I know. It is split along gender lines. Never mind. But Toby told me it was the best spaghetti Bolognese ever! I may have perfected it. This might be the peak. Never to be reached again!
Mike and I chatted happily in the kitchen before having a bath. Had a great night sleep and a great run this morning too. And my bike ride in was fantastic. Brilliant. It is lovely here today.
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| Wellington on a good day |
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| Toby got Tyler and Abby's postcards |
We got postcards in the mail for Toby from Tyler and Abby. Toby was impressed with their neat writing. He really misses them.
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| My bloodshot eye |
And I got a bloodshot eye yesterday morning. Not sure when or how. But I like the selfie eye photo. My eye looks wild! Hahahah.
Have a marvellous day. I need a tea.
Love,
Angela
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