I had two hours off work to watch my son's performance in Angel Express at school. The school nativity invariably stars a mixture of kids who speak so quickly and quietly that you can't hear them or with plenty of loud confidence. My son had enthusiasm left over from his early morning show, which his mum attended, for his afternoon performance which I went to. These kinds of things don't last long so you should try and go to them. My boss is understanding of this since he admits he went to far too few.
We played with Power Ranger figures once home and the story involved time travel which seemed like a really complicated timeline. The evening flew by as usual and I watched a programme about quantum mechanics- which I really enjoyed.
With the school run mastered again this morning and a final goodbye- love you- shouted across the school car park, I went to work.
The day's been wet and dark outside. Inside Ive had a full days job on printing so it's been steady. It looks like I'll even clock in an hour or two overtime before I hit the gym.
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