I have had an insanely busy day. I swam, came home and did Pilates before I could talk myself out of it, then went to get my hair trimmed because we’d gotten paid. Only the hairdresser was busy giving somebody a tattoo, so I did a little grocery shopping and came home again. I went out later to try to get my hair trimmed, but the hairdresser was about to close for lunch, so I did some more grocery shopping and came home again. I went out a fourth and final time to get my hair trimmed, and the hairdresser was working on another tattoo, so I did the last of the grocery shopping and came home again.
No wonder I write all the time. This is exhausting. o.O
miles to Minas Tirith: 259