It's Thursday and tomorrow is mid term break. No blood on the carpet. Everyone is tired and hanging out for the break. At the house Lance is finishing the third coat of enamel on the architraves, doors and window sills. The living room door is shiny wet and Lance wants the door shut against random motes of dust. He's fussy cos he's a perfectionist. A good tradesman to have on board. We chat outside then Kahu and I head home. I think I have a PPTA Zoom meeting but a friend sends me a private message- I'm not on the list. My excuse, we get so many e-mails it's confusing. It's not like I'm dying to gatecrash extra meetings. I wonder how to gracefully retreat and decide I can't. I'll wait it out feeling sheepish and slightly embarrassed. Skim reading is a bad habit and I've embarrassed myself many times through not reading instructions. Lucky for me the Zoom cuts out halfway through and they don't invite me back. Last activity of the day is volleyball. We're in Level 2 so there are conditions...we have to wait outside till the players from the round before exit. Our opponents are worse than we are but laugh a lot. The game ends on a high. We are used to losing and we don't care. It's nice to get out and so good to exercise. Social players one and all.
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