So, 22 lengths at the pool this morning with Andrew and Alex. A relaxed afternoon doing some more house jobs, sewing on buttons, cooking soup for the week, sorting the lounge. As a reward I think we are going out to dinner on Tuesday night. A bit indulgent, but something to get us over the dreary weather. The snow has inevitably turned to rain ... my most hated of all precipitation.
Andrew and Erika cooked a lovely casserole this evening before Erika proceeded to trounce, Andrew, Alex, Charlie and myself at poker. I should know better really, though I do recall making the arrangement earlier in the week to play 'Run for President'. Dammit, should have stuck to my guns.