Something For You?

The Post Office seems to have lost Daughter's contacts lenses. We were out when they attempted delivery and got the usual ‘Something for you’ card. I arranged redelivery for Saturday but they never arrived. So I went to the sorting office and they have no idea where they are. They keep saying they'll call me with details but they never do. Although apparently by Friday, 10 days on from the original delivery date, we can officially declare them lost.

I run home from work and get about 8k under my belt before I feel tightness in my calf again. If it’s not one thing, it’s another. I stop pronto and find a bus.

When I get home it’s straight out with the foam roller and the dogs valiantly assist, perhaps I’ll finish this later. Instead I'll get on with getting tea ready for when L gets home from the gym and from her evening of intellectual literary debate at her book club. 

(Tuesday 9^th April)