There are so many other things that I could be doing right now. Productive things. But no.
I got some cereal yesterday, and it struck me, in sainsbos, that you never get toys in cereal anymore. I'm fairly sure this did used to happen, and it isn't just another figment of my imagination. This reinforces the 'things were better in my day' stint I've been having in the past couple of days. Entirely the fault of conversations about children's tv.
Right. Clothes should be done.
I say this, they probably aren't. The washing/drying machines each have their own version of timekeeping. The washing machine says 37 mins, I set my alarm for 38. I go back when the alarm goes off, machine says 7 minutes left! Crazy stuff.
Now, I just need to decide whether to go buy some wine that I like, or just get stuff from formal. Hrm.
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