Sunday was my bed day.
All day.
I got up to put fish in the oven and then again to take the fish out of the oven.
I binge watched the final series of Grace and Frankie … I cried.
I watched the footy.
I napped.
I played Words With Friends.
I journaled.
I Facebooked.
I interacted with Adoring Husband five times.
That’s it.
It’s almost 11pm and sleep time for me but I just remembered I have chicken stock to package up and freeze first.
Bugger.
Nite all.
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