Not that I think of my life as a prison sentence, indeed far from it. However as I walked out of my morning GP appointment (liver now doing fine, yay!) into a brand new day with nothing much in it that I had to do, that phrase "time off for good behaviour" popped into my head. Normally on a Tuesday, I sleep too late (yeah I know, so much to complain about), rush round like a chook with my head cut off for the rest of the morning doing sundry domestic tasks while also trying to sneak in some blog reading and general loafing around before a rushed lunch and heading off to playgroup with Grace. Which I do really enjoy. Especially the playdough. And the walk, yeah I love the walk. Holding hands and talking. But it's also nice to have a break from routine. So G took Grace to playgroup today and I went shopping.
my second pair. The first have been abandoned as a lost cause and the second are kind of OK but have a funny bag in the middle of the leg below the knee (which I might be able to fix by making the waist sit better or taking in the sides). Although I'm pretty proud of the fly front (normally I just do elastic waists which I'm tired off), I'm yet to decide whether I like them enough to wear.
So what else did I do? I had spicy eggplant and crunchy chicken with rice for lunch at my favourite food court. Coffee before I went home, although I still haven't found a good coffee spot in the city where you can sit and watch the people go past. Myer food hall used to be my quick stop of choice but now it's gone and replaced with a useless tights department. Pity, because there's demolition going on, which would have provided endless watching, eventhough it's a bit sad. And I went to the camera shop to get a remote control thingy and then looked at expensive lenses, asked lots of questions and displayed my ignorance more than once. But it was quiet and the sales people didn't mind. It was quite fun really. And I saw a woman cross the road and then seeing an old lady in a red coat hesitating at the crowds coming towards her, offer to escort her across. The old lady accepted the offer of help and it was one of those heartwarming moments you just see every now and then. And now I should really go to bed, because it's work tommorrow.