what a good boy am I

Yesterday was an unexpected holiday. It went like a breeze.
Not in any particular order - I met my brother for strawberry milkshake at home, made a tossed fantastic salad for wife, made a desert for her girlfriend, broomed the house (no maid), cleaned the vessels (no maid), hung out the clothes for drying (me maid), slept in the afternoon, read a book (finished it), started a new book, took Jispa to the garden, gave a lift to an old friend, folded the clothes, put Jispa to sleep, got her to eat her dinner by drawing things on her plate with the tomato sauce in the squeezy bottle, slept early, washed the vessels, had a south Indian breakfast date with my wife, ironed Jispa’s uniform and some other small stuff. Wow nice holiday.