#1. having coffee after pilates class on friday.
mum to the table of pilates ladies: "well, it's been remarkably un-fraught this time, probably because she isn't breaking up or hooking up with some boy..."
#2. having lunch with dear friend R (dfR) today.
R, after I briefly whined about my hatred of packing: "for someone who hates packing as much as you do, you certainly seem to put yourself in a lot of situations that require it."
#3. as I descend, yet again, to the basement of doom (aka: the packing HQ).
frere to moi: "Is that my wine you're drinking?"
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