Routines – It’s back on the menu


We’re creeping back to our normal routine. Creeping because traces of the wedding linger on – we spent Saturday arvo with 6 Chek & 6 Chim (Stephen and Paddy) and we found out that while they managed to spend time with their children in Sydney and here in Melbourne and did some other personal stuff, they would not have made this trip to Aus if not for the wedding. So I felt even more that we did the right thing to reach out to spend time with them.

Tress and I spent a quiet Friday night at home. We made some soup on the soup maker, settled down to watch the Saints beat the Giants, and went to bed early-ish. Sat morning we motored through the vacuuming etc before quickly getting to the station to keep our appointment. We had lunch at Degraves Street – our first – before moving on for coffee someplace else. We sat and talked, which is what’s most enjoyable these days. We talked about family, health, aspirations of the younger generation, and generally just caught up with what’s been happening in our lives. When we left them at Southern Cross – where they were catching the V-Line back to Woodend – I told myself I must keep them in prayers more diligently. Back home Sat night, we watched the Doggies v Tigers game before heading to bed.

Yesterday arvo, after we resumed our routine lunch at Madam K’s it was back to the cookout routine again. That was after Tress, LBJ and I had a very pleasant walk, which ended in the oval. We’re now part of the oval’s facebook page – a tool we use to keep walkers updated on whether the oval had any sports on or whether it was free for our four legged friends to muck around in. It was such a pleasant end to our walk I took a picture and posted it on that page to let everyone know it was gloriously free of sports. As our home look straight into the parkland adjoining the oval, we have become the de facto eyes for the oval’s dog loving community.

Later that evening, as we were finishing up the cookout, we watched the Hawks’ thrilling hold out against the Dees who had kicked a goal through Jordan Lewis to cut the margin to a mere 3 points. Thankfully the clock had only a minute left and veterans like Hodge and Burgoyne showed experienced resolute to bring us just the second win of this faltering season. Still, the routine of a weekend of catching up with people, footy games, Madam K, cooking and walking LBJ, was almost completely back. That was good.

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