New swim bag and new fins arrived today, just in time for my trip to the pool. Turns out the new fins work different muscle groups than the old ones. (Also require working harder. Because fluid dynamics.) My whole self is going to hate me in the morning. My butt has chosen to get a head start and commenced hating tonight.
If you were wondering, today’s P365 photo has been duly taken, but is still on camera instead of on Flickr.
Going to the post office the day after a long weekend which was preceded by winter weather and Valentine’s Day is a really bad idea. Don’t do that again.
How the everloving heck are there still needles a week after I got rid of the Christmas tree? In my bed. (Discovered at 2am.)
There is nothing more irritating than having mislaid a book. This is why some books on my ‘currently reading’ shelf on GoodReads have been there for months. (Ok, in one case, years. That one I found. I’m finishing it tomorrow.)
I cannot find one of my books anywhere. Starting to worry I accidentally turned it in to the book exchange before I finished it.
Does anyone else have this problem? Just me? Thought so. *sigh*