Last night I had a (free) trial class of “Northstar-style” jūjutsu at the local recreation centre. Fun, and I was drenched in sweat inside of five minutes!
Ah, beautiful, delicate irony. I becomes apparent that I spoke too soon when I confessed to feeling satisfied for the first time in years — within hours of my last post, our landlords called to tell us they’re selling our home.
Dee had a brilliant idea this morning: “We’re taking the day off,” she announced. “No swim-school, no yoga.”
Of course, she then qualified it with, “We’ll just clean the house.”