A Normal Day

A pretty normal day for me, yesterday:

Beep beep, alarm goes off at 05.45 (nooooo let me sleep!), I open the door, one hundred cats run in and start jumping on the bed, we get up. Get ready. Drive to work whilst still waking up. Get to work about 7.30am. Lots to do, loads of emails. 12.00 lunch break, go for a 5K run. Try to run a bit faster on short distances. It went well, overtook three people. Got back to work, complained about a back ache and my colleague suggested buying new running shoes. Bugger. I really do need to buy new running shoes. Work work work coffee break work work. Left work about 4.45pm, went home. Had a snack. Phoned up a girl who was selling her riding trousers, as she had ordered the wrong size. Went to look at them. Phoned her again when I got lost. Managed to find the house. Tried on the trousers which fit, spoke to the girl for about 5 minutes and probably managed to get 5000 words in (I speak fast and so did she). She was nice and the trousers were perfect, they look like jeans and are called Domino! Went to the stable, watched Linda and her friend work with Baltazar for a bit, then rode Corvette. Did some fitness training on a field for about an hour, she got really sweaty. Phoned James and asked him to put some pasta on as it was now 8.45pm and I was just leaving. Realised it was getting dark, oh no light, please don't leave us! Got home, cleaned myself up, got changed and had some leftover bolognaise and pasta. So tired! 9.30pm finally sat down in the sofa with a new book that I borrowed from Camilla. James was watching football. Soon realised I was too tired to stay up so went to bed to read. James came to bed a while later. Closed my eyes... Beep beep! A new day.