Utterly ruined

Bailey wasn't particularly interested in his food yesterday so I determined that he needed something he couldn't resist for his breakfast: scrambled eggs on a dinner plate. He is utterly ruined - but he did enjoy it and it was gone in under a minute. We walked the block after that and then a bit of a slow go day. A bit more reading, some ironing, an arrangement made for a visit on Wednesday, the outcome of which will be costly if I decide to go ahead. 

I ummed and ahhhed at the bestest friend's suggestion of returning to Body Pump tonight but did eventually decide to. No tears but it was bloomin' hard and the stairs are proving difficult. 

The forecast is for a very wet day tomorrow. Ideal conditions for a major sort out in the smallest - and untidiest - room in the house. Productivity needs to rise.