Ellie bounced into the house at 6:40 this morning. She was in a great mood and looking forward to both her school trip and a planned playdate with a friend after school. It was only when she started to get dressed that clouds swept across her sunny disposition. She wanted her yellow PE t-shirt, but Zoe hadn't brought it to us. A strop began. I volunteered to collect the errant article and, after my shower, walked around to Zoe's to find it. Ellie had assured me it was on the table. It wasn't. I found it screwed up in her suitcase, brought it back home, and ironed it to make it presentable. A few minutes later, she came downstairs wearing something completely different!
We took her to school, and all the talk by the classroom door was about the day's trip to Fishbourne Roman Palace. The doors opened, and they swept in. I set off for my pre-breakfast walk.
Back home after breakfast, I cleared some room to flip the kitchen table upside down. (No, this wasn't a random act of impending senility.) We expect delivery of a new kitchen table tomorrow, and I had to work out how the old table could be dismantled. It turned out to be more straightforward than I had expected. It shouldn't take me long tomorrow (once I have an estimated delivery slot).
I returned to my coding exercise. I refined the code so that I could deal with several changes that were likely to happen. While I was coding, I also refined several existing routines in the program. It's really rather slick now.
After lunch, I set out for another walk. I took the route along the medieval highway to Shripney and then turned back when I reached the A29. I was so engrossed in my book when I arrived home that I swapped my usual Kindle time for some more "Audible" time.
We collected Ellie and her friend Edie from school but got very little from them by way of a review of the school trip. "It was great" was the sum total of the review. We'll try to elicit a more considered review tomorrow when she is by herself. The girls played in Ellie's bedroom and the Orangery until Zoe came to collect them. Peace reigns once more.
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