Today was going well - we had been to chapel this morning, and I had come home to hang out yet more washing, and then we had some lunch. This afternoon, the FH and the YFG were watching some more of the series they are following on Netflix and I was sitting here by the computer, having another go at the crochet. Something caught my eye through the patio doors, and it was a chick on the loose!
I shouted for help and ran outside, and we managed to catch the escapee, but we found that another of the chicks was laying dead in the pen, quite mysteriously. I can only think that perhaps a neighbour's cat had frightened them, or perhaps even managed to get into the pen somehow as the netting had been moved, which is how the escapologist got out. We are now down to nine chicks.
Apart from all that, the washing has all dried, the family have enjoyed a meal of roast beef from the freezer and I had some poached salmon, all served with roast potatoes and veggies. Tonight we have watched the last Case Histories, and I have cast on another hat. I can't crochet whilst watching tv, so I may as well knit!
I think that the EFG was right today when she said that at 40, I don't like to not be able to do something that I want to be able to do, and I just have to get over myself and practise....who made her so wise at 16?
They both have exams in the morning so I am hoping that they are asleep...
How much house cleaning can one person do?
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