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Feeling better today

Today is the first day in a while that I feel better. I guess it was silly of me to think I can start a new fitness programme without having some sort of flare-up. I've still been going to the gym, but have done little more.
Over the weekend I was in fairly good condition and got to do a few things with Wayne. We've been busy every weekend for about a month now and I've missed our alone time.
Saturday, we spent the day just the two of us. We took the the bus into town so that I can learn to use it to get around more on my own. I still don't drive here and it's annoying to have to depend on Wayne to get around every time I want to do something. Although, the bus isn't much better because it takes twice as long to get to and from town center. Saturday night, we went to dinner just the two of us which was really nice. We haven't had a night out alone in ages and we really enjoyed ourselves.
Sunday, we had a pub lunch with Doug. The food was excellent and afterwords we sat at the table and played a really good game of Jenga. I forgot how much fun that game is! It was a good time and I thoroughly enjoyed the weekend (besides the call we got 5:30 in the morning from my tearful and very intoxicated sister who called to tell me she missed me. It was a nice gesture, but hopefully next time - she'll wait until she's sober and make sure it's a normal time of day before calling).
This week, I'm catching up on my web classes and hopefully will be posting the finished home page and finally updating the song of the week which I haven't done in weeks...

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Aniela said…
Hi dearie :) Just wanted you to know that our daily conversations will be sorely missed!!! At least we have Skype to talk on once we get into our flat and install broadband! Also, am having second thoughts about the Mazda - you are right!!! Heehee... is always good to hear a second opinion - am thinking of going with the less expensive and less used Ford... will let you know. Thinking of you, hi to Wayne from us xx
Erren said…
Aniela,
I will miss our conversations too - more than you know! I'm glad you're re-considering the car =) let me know how it goes! I hope it's all going well and we get to talk soon. Love to the family, Erren

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