Only two days into "official" summer, and the wind did blow clouds across the skies and thunder and rain was threatened.
It was Tuesday, so it was off to the gym early on. I do my forty minutes, and it was good as I had the second half of a podcast to listen to, even if was hot and sweaty.
Phew.
This would be my last session until Friday or Saturday, but it always a good feeling to be walking back to the car having done the session, whilst others are walking from their car yet to begin theirs.
Engage smug mode.
Back home at a minute past seven, with the kettle boiling and Jools preparing to make a brew for me.
My right knee ached, this is the one I tore the Cartlidge in a couple of years back, so best take it easy and give it a rest for the rest of the day.
Jools went to her fitness class, and I stayed home to listen to some more pods, watch videos, cool down and in time, have breakfast.
Rain came down, but the storm radar showed no storms within a couple of hundred miles. And that was the situation all day, as most of England saw thunder, we didn't. Even Thanet got one, with rain so heavy trains had to reduce speed due to not being able to see the signals.
I listen to yet more pods upstairs in the back room. Mulder came for some attention, but couldn't get too close, close enough to paw my knee or arms, so just sat and wailed. Then jumped up the back of the chair, and walked onto my shoulder, down my chest and jumped off again.
Then began the wailing again.
It suddenly seems odd to do nothing, after going out for orchids and/or snapping apparently every day for weeks.
Sometimes, we just have to rest.
So, we rest.
Jools watched some sci-fi series about super heroes. I don't watch. Drama still pretty much leaves me cold, so I read or stare out of the windows upstairs.
The sun shone late in the afternoon, so I take a snap out of the back room window.
And that was that.
We have dinner, wash up and that was that. Another day retired. But no stress.
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