A Right Good Hangover

I don't wake till 11:30. Can't remember when I last slept that long. It takes a while to get up and the pace is slow when I do. Since I've been building I've moderated my intake but last night was a blow out reset. Blowing off steam. Chris drives me to the beach to pick up my car, and the party glasses. I stop for cake and a catch up. 60 is a big number and I organise a party with destiny for next month. Lock down robbed me of the party I had planned. I visit Armana who is still trying to sort out her earthquake repair. They're not offering enough to fix her house properly yet. I stop in at College Ave out of habit. There's nothing to do and nothing happening but I need a home visit. Apart from a few pieces of architrave, it's just as I left it last week. Kahu has gone to the library with two of his CBHS mates. They are doing tertiary study. If that's their idea of an outing, I'm all for it. Takes the stress out of wondering what they are up to.

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